Last night was a dream. One I didn't want to wake from.

Dante didn't let me sleep all night. He kept taking me over and over again. I almost thought it was a dream.

A month ago I thought everything was over but here I was in his bed with his arms around me. If it truly was a dream then I better not wake up.

"Wake up babe."

I was about to open my eyes when I felt something on my lips. My eyes flew open and I saw Dante kissing me.

It feels so good!

My eyes drifted close and I wrapped my arms around his neck bringing him closer until he was on top of me and that was when a thought almost knocked my brains out.

I pushed Dante away and his back landed on the other side of the bed.

I covered my mouth but Dante was just laughing like it was something funny.

"It's not funny. I've not brushed my teeth."

My voice came out in a muffle with my palm covering my lips.

"So what?"

He said before reaching for me again but I rose and ran to the bathroom immediately.

I could hear Dante laughing all by himself and I smiled knowing that this wasn't a dream.

After having my bath, I walked to the bedroom and threw on one of Dante's oversized T-shirts and paired it with my leggings. I dried my hair and let it flow freely, grabbed my phone and made my way down the stairs.

It's so funny how things change all of a sudden. The last time I was in this mansion I realised I had a one-night stand with Dante and ran off like a crazy woman.

And now here we are in the same mansion with new memories, especially last night. I don't think I ever want this to stop.

Immediately I reached the living room, the nice smell of something cooking filled my nostrils and my lips broke into a sheepish grin.

I tiptoed to the kitchen and found Dante shirtless in only his sweatpants.

How can someone be this sexy?

He was so engrossed in his cooking that he didn't even realise I was right behind him.

I wrapped my arms tightly around him and placed a kiss on his back.

He chuckled lightly before turning and kissing my temple.

"How was your night? Did you sleep well?"

"As if you let me have any sleep." I pouted.

He kissed me on the lips. It was a brief kiss more like a quick peck on the lips but I pulled him back and kissed him passionately.

He grunted and placed his arm around my waist while his free hand was grabbing my ass. I moaned and he licked my lower lip before pulling away.

"You almost made me change my mind and have you for breakfast instead."

"No way I'm still sore. Are you a horse? Because I wonder where that stamina of yours come from."

We both laughed and stayed there looking at each other like nothing else mattered like the steak that just got burnt.

Oh my God!

"Dante the stove is on fire."

My eyes went wide as I watched the fire. I didn't know what to do.

Dante went to get the fire extinguisher and he put out the fire.

"And there goes the steak." he groaned in frustration.

"It's okay Dante. I'll make another one."

"No it's not Ria. I wanted to make you breakfast."

I smiled when I saw him doing it again. Pouting like a little kid.

He's just too cute.

"It's fine. I'll just make a new one."

I kissed him and he smirked. He looked sexy as hell.

"You know you need to get punished? You actually made me burn the steak."

"How?" I raised a brow.

"You wouldn't stop kissing me."

I felt my cheeks flush and that only made him smile more.

"You kissed me back didn't you?"

I poked out my tongue and he laughed.

"But you started it."

He carried me and I gasped immediately I found myself on the counter.

"I think I'll just have you for breakfast."

He kissed me softly at first. As if teasing me. I groaned in disapproval a few times until he finally slid his tongue in my mouth.

My hands were in his hair pulling him back to my lips each time he tried pulling away. He wrapped my legs around him and deepened the kiss.

I was melting the whole time.

When he finally pulled away, we were both gasping for breath.

"Fuck that was so hot babe and you look damn good in my shirt."

"Really I do?"

I smiled as I watched him. He was looking deeply into my eyes with a big smile on his face. His eyes held so much emotion that I wondered what it meant.

Dante completes me. Christmas is tomorrow and I couldn't have asked for a better gift. He makes me feel whole. Totally.

"What are you thinking of?"

I asked him. My hand was in his hair with the other on his chest.

He is just too fit.

"You are so beautiful Ria."

Okay my heart just skipped a beat.

"Thank you."

"I love it when I make you blush."

I swatted him on the chest playfully and he just laughed.

"Take a seat while I make you a nice steak okay?"

"Yes ma'am."

I smiled when I saw him sit on the stool, resting his head on his elbow and watching me with a big ass smile on his handsome face.

I shook my head and cleaned up the mess Dante had made on the stove.

More like the mess we made.

After breakfast we were both laying in bed and talking about nothing and everything. I felt safe in his arms.

Where has he been my whole life?

"So how old are you?" I asked him, gently caressing his arms around me.

"Twenty-eight."

I started doing some calculations with my fingers but he held my hands and I turned in his arms to take a look of his handsome face.

"What?"

"I should ask you that. What are you doing? You were doing your fingers like that."

He mimicked the gesture I made while I was doing the counting and I burst into laughter.

"I was just trying to subtract my age from yours."

"Oh."

Was all he said and I got back to my counting.

"Five." he said.

"What?" I raised a brow in confusion.

"Five years difference. You are twenty-three and I'm twenty-eight dummy."

Why am I so dumb?

"What's your plan for Christmas?"

"I'll probably visit Mr. Tim since Kay will probably still be on that trip with Shawn."

"I'm so happy for her. Those two are very much in love but they don't even know it yet."

I chuckled softly but it died down when I felt Dante wrap his arms tightly around me.

I looked up and saw his smiling face. I didn't realise I was already smiling too. It was just like an instinct.

When he smiles, I smile.

When he's happy, I am.

And when he's sad, I'll be sad too.

"What are you thinking of?"

"Just how lucky I am to have you." I answered him and I earned a peck on the lips from him.

"I'm the lucky bastard Ria. God knows how lucky I am to finally find someone like you."

I placed a kiss on his forehead and I smiled.

"Let's just say we are both lucky then."

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(CICI'S POV)

I know I'm crazy.

I've always been. I mean I'm the type of woman that have sex with other men and call out the name of another.

But Ethan Wright is the devil himself.

He actually hurt himself just so he could hang out with Ria and win her over. Yes he actually did that.

And then he told me he had said to her that some drunk guy beat him up. Whew and she bought it.

It's none of my damn business anyway. I'll just have to cross my fingers and play my cards well and see how the events unfold.

"So what's the plan now?" I asked him immediately he collapsed on top of me.

I waited for him to get off before pulling the cover to my chest. I watched him relax his head on the headboard before turning to him.

"Are you gonna tell me what you are planning Ethan?"

"Stop bugging me woman. I have it all planned in my head. I'll fill you in when my plan is in motion so fucking chill when I tell you to."

He's crazy and I hate when people tell me the fuck to do. But I'll stick with his mentally unstable ass until I get what I want.

"Okay suit yourself. I better be on my way now."

I rose to my feet and started picking up my clothes. I bent down to pick my panties when Ethan picked me up only to bend me over by the table.

"Where the hell did you think you are going?"

He's very very crazy.

Oh my God he's insane!

He pounded in me mercilessly that my legs almost gave out.

He didn't stop. He kept going.

Black dots were forming in my vision and I felt that if he didn't stop I was definitely going to pass out.

When he finally pulled out he smacked me hard on the ass before flinging me on the bed like I was some piece of paper.

At least he was nice enough to let me get some sleep--

Oh no!

I was laying on my stomach when I suddenly felt his body weight on mine again and before I knew it he rammed into me from behind.

Scratch crazy.

Ethan Wright is a fucking freak and this is all Ria Lee's fault.

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