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He took it too far. That was not a lie. It was damn fact! Adrian just took it too far. He did. And he had to drag me into this. This wasn't something bad he had done. I was just stating a fact.

"Wow." No other word to describe what I was seeing. This apartment was just that gorgeous—it was almost as gorgeous as Adrian himself. "Adrian, when did you buy this?"

He set the bag that belonged to me, the one he had suggested carrying, on the ground and sat down on the couch, kicking his shoes off. "As soon as I found out that you were going to be my guardian…I bought it."

"Well," he began, "I had to show my one and only true guardian that I did love her. From the day they assigned her to the day I would die…she would have to face hell. I decided to gift her with this precious apartment, which she sure loved."

I smiled at him. "I love it, but I think you took it too far."

"It's my money…" He said, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it on the ground. He was now only left with just dark jeans. The sight of him half-naked made me want to faint…or die. "Why don't you relax with me?" There was something in his tone that said he was trying to imply something.

He patted the spot next to the couch. I went to go sit next to him, and he grabbed a remote. "Now, let's listen to some romantic music." He pressed a button and some country music started playing.

I groaned. "Please, Adrian, anything but that kind of music." I hated Country music more than I hated cats.

"Shh, little dhampir, your song is on." He closed his eyes and started nodding his head to the music.

"My song?"

He nodded, his eyes still closed. "I just dedicated it to you." He leaned back against the couch and relaxed. I did the same but leaned on him. His arm found my waist and it stayed there, wrapped around me. I focused on the lyrics of the song.

No if, and's, but's or maybe's
So you wanna be her baby
I can read your face like a book
Yeah it looks easy to love her but believe me brother
It's harder than it looks

I laughed. This was not my song. This was his. It totally fit him.


She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart

Really? Really, Adrian? This is what I am to you?

Yeah she's good when she's bad
She's cute when she's mad
And she does all the wrong things right
Yeah boy it's a fact when they're made like that
You ain't ever gonna sleep at night

She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart

When the next part started, he looked into my eyes, and leaned closer to whisper the part in my ear. I giggled a little at his singing—it wasn't bad, actually he was a very good singer. It was just that I had never seen Adrian like this. Never.

Once you feel her touch and you've felt that rush
It's gonna mess up your head
But here's the kicker son
Your old ticker's gonna beat you half to death

I swear—it was as if they song was written for him and I. It fit us so perfectly.

She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart
Yeah she's hell on the heart

"So, little dhampir, what did you think of my awesome singing skills?" He said, taking my hand in his.

"It was great…I think you could become the next Jay-Z." I laughed at my own lame joke.

He laughed along with me. "Oh, Rose…"

I yawned. I was tired. The trip from Montana to Italy had made me ever more tired. Adrian and I had stayed at the Royal Court for a couple of months. But then, Adrian wanted to move away from all Royals and mom and dad and his aunt—so he decided to come here, dragging me along in this mess and dragging Christian and Lissa. They lived about ten miles from here, in the middle class area of Italy.

"Tired, sexy?" Adrian asked, using the hand he had around my waist to bring me closer to him.

"Yes, luscious." We always did this, we always came up with weird names for each other.

He nodded. "Go pick out any room from the five rooms."

I stood up and nodded. "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

He grinned. "Nah, I have a date with Mrs. Russie."

I didn't know why, but the mention of a female with Adrian made me a little bit…upset. "Who is she?"

He reached over to the cabinet next to the couch. He pulled out something. "I have a date with Russian Vodka." He said, running his hand over the surface. "Yum, she is so tasty." He was using his voice of seduction.

I rolled my eyes and started walking upstairs where all rooms were located. I searched everywhere for a decent room, but they were all under construction, I guessed—the only room that wasn't like that was the master bedroom…and that was the only one that had a bed. I walked down stairs.

I walked in front of Adrian. He looked up at me. "Can I help you with something, sexy?"

"Where am I going to sleep?" That was the only question that I could ask that didn't involve the question, are we sharing a room?

"In the bedroom upstairs." Where was he going to sleep? "I'll sleep here, on the couch."

He would do that for me? He would do anything for you, Rose. My mind whispered. But I couldn't let him do it. "You know, luscious, I don't mind sharing a bed."

He looked shocked as hell. "You don't?"

"No. Well, as long as you don't try anything that is."

He smirked. "No worries—I only act until asked to act." He stood up from his lazy position. "In that case, we should get some sleep." He grabbed my hand and towed me up the stairs, which were made out of glass and scared the shit out of me.

He closed the door behind him, which was ridiculous since nobody would come into the house expect him and I. "Make yourself comfortable, sexy Rose." He slipped into bed, while I stripped out of my clothes until I was left with black shorts and red cotton shirt. "Definitely liking what I am seeing." Adrian said, as I finished dressing.

"Good, because that's all you get to do. See, not touch, just see." He broke the first law I put on him. His hand slithered on over to my waist, nearing me to him so that we were chest to chest. "Ivashkov, I thought you were going to obey my orders."

His lips came closer to my face. "I wish I could, Rose, but you are so tempting, so hard to resist." It hadn't happened since the day we left the academy, but Adrian suddenly kissed me. I didn't want him to stop kissing him, and he didn't want to stop kissing me. It is so amazing how our subconscious mind and our conscious mind work—my conscious mind thought I had loved him…and my subconscious mind knew I loved him. Oh, and I loved him very much. A lot more than I loved Dimitri. I needed him a lot more than I needed air, water, and food. Just his simple touch made me want to stop breathing. Just his simple kisses, made me want to get lost against him….

"Rose, why can't you be with me?" He asked, his lips nearing the edge of my jaw.

"Adrian," I stopped speaking because his lips were over mine, but when they traveled to my neck, I spoke again. "Adrian, I am with you."

That seemed to do it. He rolled me so that I was under him, his touch and kisses intoxicating me. Tonight…tonight, would definitely be the night I gave myself up to Adrian Ivashkov.

His hungry lips took over and the world felt like it blurred away, it felt as if Adrian and I were the only ones in the world.

I unlocked my lips from him and gazed into his deep emerald eyes. I smiled and so did he. We both got up on our knees and resumed our kissing. His hand found their way to the hem of my shirt and tugged it up above my head.

He leaned back for a moment. "Beautiful." He murmured.

I giggled. His lips came back to mine and my hands drifted to the hem of his shirt. He whimpered when I just held it there for the time being. I smiled against his lips and pulled it up slowly. Once it was over his head he tossed it on the floor along with my shirt.

My hands roamed his chest and he growled. I chuckled. I loved how I affected him. For a Moroi, he was a bit muscular, not as muscular as Dimitri, but muscular. He leaned forward and pressed me in between the mattress and him.

He toyed with button of my pants for a while and unbuttoned it and zipped it down. He stood up to pull my pants off and did the same with his. I think I drooled. He wore black boxers and his chest was…WOW.

He didn't look like he was breathing. Then I saw all the lust inside of his eyes, and the ever growing member that stood out of his boxers.

I giggled. "See something you like?" I teased.

He growled and crawled back to me and his legs on either side of my body. I gave him my man eater smile. His hands found their way to my back and I leaned forward as he unclasped my black lace bra. He threw it across the room never taking his eyes of me.

He kissed my neck and bit lightly on my shoulder. I moaned. He kissed his way down to my chest. His mouth only a few centimeters away from my left nipple. He looked up to me as if asking for permission. I nodded and he took it in his mouth. I moaned as I arched my back making it go more into his mouth. His other hand reached up and massaged the other one. I felt myself growing wetter, and wetter. Then he switched positions as he gave my right side the same attention. I moaned again from the sensations as his tongue swirled in his mouth. By now, I was very, very wet.

"Adrian." I moan. "Please."

He understood and immediately took of his boxers. I moaned as his member pressed onto my thigh. He got rid of my thong and crawled down. His hands found mine on the side of my body and held them.

His tongue entered me and I moaned. Oh God, that felt good. He sucked on my clit and let go when I cum. He came back to me and kissed me hard on so I could taste myself.

"Rose," he breathed. "You taste amazing."

I smiled. I opened my legs up for him and he entered smoothly. It hurt a little.

"Rose, you're tight?"

I scoffed. "I haven't done this is in a while."

He smiled and entered full on. I moaned his name as he thrust in and out. I needed more of him, and almost like he read my mind, he sped up and went harder.

We reached our peaks as we screamed out each other's names not caring that someone probably heard us.

He landed on top of me. Our breathing was ragged and we took awhile to calm down. He pulled out of me and rolled over beside me and extended out his arm. I moved closer and laid on his arm as he looked at me with pure love and affection in his eyes.

I snuggled closer into his chest and I smiled. He wrapped his other arm around me and gently rubbed my back.

"I love you." He said softly and kissed my head.

"I love you too." I said and fell into a peaceful sleep.


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