ADELINE'S POV
I haven't been able to close my eyes since last night. I can't believe I almost died. I can't believe people that dangerous were so persistent on killing Dante. Everything I believed about him, I've started to question and I haven't even been able to get a word out since the police came here last night.
I know for a fact that if I hadn't called the police, Dante wouldn't have been able to control himself and he would have killed those intruders. I know they were here to kill Dante, that much is clear now and I know Dante isn't exactly the calmest person in the world, but I saw a side of him last night that I didn't know existed and now I can't stop thinking about the look on his face when he was repeatedly punching that man.
It might have been out of anger. The man after all almost did shoot me but what bothers me is Dante looked like he enjoyed it. He was going to kill that man and what's even more disturbing is he would have enjoyed doing it. I don't know if it's the therapist in me doubting him but I analyze every single situation I'm in, even if it takes me a lot of time sometimes, I always end up reading into people a little more than I like.
The police came over last night, asked us a few questions to which Dante replied to all of them and then they left when they realized they wouldn't find any more answers I haven't slept. I haven't moved from where I sat last night and I haven't said a word. I can't even cry.
I'm filled with shock and fear. I was ready to do everything to make sure neither Dante nor I got hurt last night. It was like an adrenaline rush. But the reality of everything that happened set in and now I can't get it off my mind.
"Adeline. I'm gonna need you to say something." Dante says and I slowly avert my gaze to where he's standing. I never even realized how really huge and muscular he is until now. I've always known Dante was a fit man but the events of last night have made me really look at him. The way he easily tackled that man to the floor last night who was almost as big as him.
The way he fought him off effortlessly. It was expected but his shear force was surprising nonetheless.
"I'm scared Dante. I almost died last night so excuse me if I'm a bit shaken up." I finally speak and his eyes light up in satisfaction. As if hearing my voice just gave him some sort of pleasure.
"I have another place. It's more secure but it's farther from your work place. We can move there for the mean time. I understand if you don't feel safe here anymore." He explains and I shake my head slowly as I take in his expression. What happened last night wasn't Dante's fault.
I do have a lot for questions about what happened. About why men like that came here. About how they even got this address. But for all I know, they could have really only been just burglars. That or Dante has enemies he either does or doesn't know about. I don't even know what to think or how to feel, but Dante was a victim just like I was last night.
I can't play the victim now and make this all about me. Realization washes over me and I look at him with concern in my eyes. I haven't even asked him how he's feeling about all this.
I'm overanalyzing the situation but it was his house that got broken into. He asked me to stay in the room, but I stubbornly went out and almost got shot. I can't even imagine the guilt he must have been feeling right now has anything happened to me last night.
What am I even doing?
I swallow nervously and ignore the beating in my heart. I didn't die last night. As traumatizing as what happened last night was, I'm still here and Dante didn't hesitate to keep me safe. He would never hurt me and I need to stop being paranoid and thinking he's hiding things for me.
This is all because of my last relationship with Dain. I was so hurt and betrayed that now I overanalyze everything. Dante asked me to move in with him. He wouldn't have done that if he wasn't serious about me. He's sticking with me even though all my parents ever do is insult him.
He saved me last night, literally. All my doubts and paranoia will do is push me away from him and I don't want that. I feel tears prickling at the sides of my eyes again and I sniffle as I run towards him in the corner of the room.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for playing the victim card. I was just so scared and I still am but you're here." Dante tenses, his hands staying by his sides for a few seconds before he wraps them around me and I sink into him as my legs get weak and I hate myself for ever doubting him.
He feels so right. I admit his anger last night scared me but I like to think Liam would do the same for me if I were ever in trouble.
"Don't." He says pulling back from me and cupping my cheeks. "Don't you dare apologize for anything that happened last night. It wasn't your fault. I know I scared you last night but I was just so pissed and scared of something happening to you. AT that moment, all I wanted to do was watch that man suffer but I don't want you to apologize, okay? All that matters is that you're safe now."
He pulls me back into his arms and I wrap my hands around his waist tightly, sinking my face into his chest and I savor every touch, every rub on my back, every kiss on my head. I hold on to that.
"I'll go with you to your other place. It's fine if it's far from my office. I have a car." I say looking up at him. His face breaks into a small smile and suddenly my heart wants to forget.
My mind wants to forget everything that happened last night and all I want to do is focus on Dante and how safe and happy I feel in his arms. My heart skips eight beats at once when he leans in slowly and places a soft kiss on mu cheeks.
There's nothing sexual about the kiss. It's just pure concern and passion and everything that I've ever wanted to feel since forever. It feels like love and I know Dante and I haven't been together for long but I've felt more with him in mere weeks than I have ever felt with anyone else in months.
In such a short amount of time I feel like I know him and I want him to know me. I want him to know from the inside out. I want to create an atmosphere so comfortable with him that I'll be able to tell him anything and he'll be able to tell me anything. I want to fall in love with Dante and I want to completely lose myself in him.
I have no idea why Dante and I clicked so easily but I won't run away from what I feel for him anymore. I want to drown in him and I want him to drown in me.
"I'm going to make you so happy princess. I'll always take care of you." He says and places a kiss to my forehead. "I promise."