Chapter 633. Best in Life Is Violence

Chantel Aeden Revia

"Hi," I chuckle.

"Hi, my love." He frames my face with his hands, leaning down to peck me multiple times. "I thought we could watch some films. Maybe some old tapes?"

"Tapes?" I furrow my brows, pushing myself up on my elbows.

"Mm-hmm," He hums, his fingers tracing patterns on my arm. "I found a few tapes of my mother and me but I can't watch them alone."

My jaw drops, "How? I thought Arthur destroyed everything about her."

"Well, he forgot one box." He chuckles sadly.

I brush my lips against his jaw before leaning down and leaning against his shoulder, "I'm glad he did. We can watch them right now if you want to."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Of course, I am." I lean back against the headboard, position the pillows correctly while he starts the first tape. He drapes his arm around me, hugging me to