Perfect! He was perfect in every possible sense. He was everything I wanted and everything I needed. I can't stop thinking about him. I've lost my heart to him.

And that's not it. I was falling for him with every look he gave me, every word he spoke, every touch he gave me over and over again. Bloody hell!

My lips curled into a smile at the memory of last evening.

I was standing in front of my mirror looking at the ugly scar I got due to that horrible incident. The more I looked at the scar, the more I felt miserable.

I hadn't realised that Mr Arnold was listening to me crying over something so petty. God! I was so silly.

When I opened the door, he was right there, leaning with his arms crossed over his chest. His face was calm as he looked at me. He grabbed my hand and walked into my room with me. He stopped right in front of the mirror, his arms wrapped around me from behind, eyes staring into mine through the mirror. He held my hand and made me pull my blouse little exposing my scar.

Then he slowly let it fall back in place. "It's hideous.", I whispered as I looked right into his eyes.

He smiled warmly at me, my heart raced.

He held my hands in his own and held them tightly." I don't think so." his voice was calm and yet firm.

"This beautiful scar will forever remind me that I've got the most selfless and beautiful woman in the world." He rubbed circles on my thumb as he kissed my jaw softly." It will always make me remember how you put yourself in danger for a kid who you knew for a month." He smiled as he turned me to face him.

"It will always remind me how lucky I'm to have such a fearless love." He softly touched my lips with his thumbs."It will always make me remember I've got an angel in person." My heart skipped a beat when he said those words, his every word screaming sincerity.

He closed my eyes and walked me a few steps. When he removed his hands, the first thing my eyes caught was the poster my Mumma made for me-' Always love and respect yourself.'

"Always love and respect yourself." He whispered in my ear as he stroked my hair tenderly. I shuddered when he said it. "You're my angel and I want you to be proud of yourself." He kissed my cheek as he looked at me.

How do you fall in love with the same person over and over again?

I smiled at the mirror as I wore the pearl earrings and a cute butterfly necklace. I was ready in a bodycon black dress, my hair was tied in a bun with a black velvet bow.

He'd always made me feel special and it was my turn. He had always been so good to me, I wanted to make him feel special too. I wanted to show him how he'd made me feel.

Although I doubt I will ever be able to make him feel the same way he makes me.

But still, I'll do my best, the best of the best.

I'd told my plan to Mama and she was so happy for both of us. She wished me luck and kissed my forehead.

She also took Kia with her.

Now, all I had to do was to wait for my love to come. Why was he taking so long? I was so nervous as well as thrilled. My mind was a huge jumbled mass of impatience and excitement.

The doorbell rang and my heart rate spiked.

Come on Ari!

I took a deep breath as I opened my door. He was looking into his watch as he stood at the door. "I'm so sorry for being late, amore. I hadn't realised..." he stopped as he looked at me. His eyes went wide, his mouth agape in surprise.

"Holy sh*t!", he mumbled as he stared at me in shock. I pressed my lips in a thin line to stop my laughter from escaping as I grabbed his hand in mine pulling him inside.

"You have ten minutes, Nicolas. Change and come out." I whispered as I shoved him inside his room.

"Jesus Christ!", I heard him as I closed the door.

I quickly moved towards the balcony where I'd set everything up for a perfect evening. I'd set the dinner on the table, put plates and cutlery on the table as well as wine glasses but this time I'll be extra careful to not drink more than a glass of red wine.

The lights were dim on the balcony giving it an immaculate romantic aura. I had placed fragranced candles on the table to light up the atmosphere and the aroma.

As I bent a little to light the candles, I felt arms encircling me from behind. "Jesus Christ! Have you planned to assassinate me today, amore?" He whispered as he kissed the back of my neck before pulling the ribbon down undoing my bun.

My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest. I couldn't think, I couldn't speak, I couldn't breathe. All my nervousness and anxiety kicked in as I tried to calm myself but curse him, his voice sounded so alluring, so smooth, so mesmerising.

"What's so special today, amore?" He asked as he kept his chin on my shoulder. I took a deep breath and turned to face him. I wanted to say a thousand things to him, but instead, I just smiled."You are the special one."

He had a sweet, charming smile on his face. "Jesus Christ! I love this woman a lot.", he muttered as I turned and lit the remaining candles.

I rose on my toes and fixed the collar of his raven-black satin shirt. My fingers touched the veins of his neck and I swear I felt him shiver under my touch. "Come on, let's eat." I smiled as I took his hand in mine."As much as I wanted to take you out on a date, I wanted to have our privacy." I said with a wink.

"You wanted to take me on a date?", I laughed as he looked surprised out of his wits." I wanted to be the one to ask you out.", he frowned in disappointment making me laugh more.

I served the Ravioli with creamy mushrooms and asparagus. I couldn't help but smile when he served for me too. He poured the wine into the glasses and together we raised our glasses.

"Cheers to our first date, amore." He said as we clinked glasses and took a sip.

We finished our food chatting about random things, I didn't feel anxious or awkward with him even for a minute second. Once we were done with our food, he stretched his hand, "Will you give me the honours of dancing with you, amore?"

I smiled at his cheesy behaviour and kept my hand in his, he kissed my knuckles before pulling me towards him.

Perfect by Ed Sheeran played in the background as we moved closer together. I closed my eyes feeling so content and satisfied. I loved the feel of his hand in mine. He felt so warm and soft as he moved with me.

Slowly his hand stretched out to my hair and he began to move it, running his fingers through my hair. He leaned his head against me and held my hand. "I love you, amore," he said into my ear. "I love you, Nicolas," I replied as I let my hand rest on his heart, I felt his heart beating against my palm.

I laughed as he kissed my ear mumbling the lines of the song.

When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful

I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song

I have faith in what I see

Now I know I have met an angel in person

And she looks perfect I don't deserve this

You look perfect tonight

The song ended and I hadn't realized that he'd made me sit on the couch. He was in front of me.

The lights seemed to be shining directly on his face. I couldn't see his eyes, but I knew that he was staring at me."I really don't deserve this, amore." He sighed as he kept his forehead against mine and then he took me in a scorching kiss. My heart started racing, causing me to feel dizzy.

I was in such a daze that I couldn't move, even when I felt his hand run up and down my arm. He broke away from me and gave me a smile that'd make anyone fall head over heels for him but I was happy it was only for me.

Only for his amore.

"I want to show you something." I turned around so that my back was facing him. I pushed my hair aside and pulled the sleeve of my dress down so that my shoulder was exposed to him.

"Amore.", he whispered as he brushed his knuckles lightly over my shoulder.

The next moment I felt his lips on the tattoo I'd gotten for him of his name. The sensation was so intense that I had to bite my lip. It was as if the whole world was spinning around me. I started to hear voices in my head. "Why did you do this?"

"You didn't like it?", I asked frowning.

"Of course I do but it'd have hurt so much." He said rubbing circles around the tattoo on my shoulder. I felt a tear on my neck, goodness how can someone love someone so damn much?

He turned me and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his warm breath brushing against my neck.

His lips made contact with the spot where my tattoo was again, light and soft ticklish sensation. I closed my eyes, I was so happy. "Jesus Christ! Every f*cking day, you do something making me fall for you harder than ever."

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