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Ranger POV
I have taken many lives and I know that there's a distinct possibility (however reduced since he's stopped doing government contracts) that he would take lives in the future. Since we had started dating six months ago, there have been many discussions on what I did for a living, and Stephanie for the most part had realised that there will always be a grey area in my life. I knew that she had accepted and rationalised everything I did in her own way.
Except, she had never seen anyone murdered in front of her eyes in cold blood. Shooting someone and slicing someone's neck are two distinctly different things.
I knew that she would never be able to accept the monster that I am. She, who is so pure and light could never accept the filth that I am.
Right now though she doesn't have a choice. I am not going to let her go. There are too many dangers out there, and no one, there is no one in this world that could protect her like I do. I have killed for her before and I killed to save her today. I don't feel an ounce of guilt for either. But she does.
I know that she wants to run as far away from here as she possible can, but I can't let that happen, because I know that if she leaves, she will never return. And that is unacceptable. I have felt heaven in these six months and I am not ready to let that go.
I will make sure that she is safe. Regan Wallis is rotting six feet under, where he belongs. He will never see the light of day again.
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A/N: Yeah he's a little bit crazy in this story, but he would never hurt her. It would be great if in your review you could tell me about how at the time everything seemed hopeless but then you somehow pulled through and everything is so much better now. Cause I think I'm a hairbreadth away from a breakdown.