BLACK | ↕COMPLETED↕|✅

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My heart just broke. The pain in her eyes says it all ,she must have had a horrible childhood. Am not one to push i know how it feels like ,never being good enough.

In that situation opening up is difficult and its a process not to be forced but happens on its own. I just need to support her and let her know am here.

My body having its own mind i find myself being led to were she was sitted lost in her thoughts. Kneeling infront of her and cupping her neck making her look me in the eye.

D"i can see that you have been through a lot ,i don't know what it is but i see the pain in your eyes. I wont push for your confession but i need you to know that i am here..let me take care if you." I look at her showing my genuine intention behind my words hoping she won't think am over stepping my bounds. She just looks back at me with a lost expression.

D"just let me bath you ,feed you, sleep next to you, or just hold your hand i ...i just need to be there for you and show you that you are not alone".*i mentally face palm ,i sound like i wuss,at this point i don't think i care though*

She just looks at me and gives me a small simle and a nod. Without hesitation i swiftly carry her bridal style to the bathroom, sit her on the counter and fill the tub water and relaxing salts that my mom always forces me to get. I just hope they help her relax.

Such tenderness and genuine words,i never expected this from him. In short i was speechless.i thought we would just possibly fu*k and go our separate ways

I am oky with that,its just going to be too hard seeing as he is being the man i always dreamnt of having but i knew it will never happen, He is too good for me.

I just watch him fill up the tub putting salts and looking as if he is deep in thought. while the tub fillsup he makes his way to me and starts to take of my clothes. I don't protest i just let him.

My heart skips a beat as hes fingers brush my skin lightly as he takes my shirt off . Am not shy at all i wear my scars with pride. But his heated laser eyes scaning my body is making me feel some type of way. I looks as if in a trance. I just sit there and let him have his moment.if he is turned of by my scars its cool. I like him but whatever.
He shakes his head as if coming back too reality.

I see a fire in his eyes he seems angry?,but not at me as his tought is gentle as if i would break. He lifts me and puts me in the tub withouts saying a word.he cleaned me up with so much gentleness and occasionally pauses at every scar rubs a finger over them and continues.

He dries me using a towel and applies lotion on my skin,he has me in one if his t-shirts and boxers that t-shirt reaches just above my thighs. How huge is this man,or am i just too small.
Wait i have my own cloths why is he having me wear his?. I decide not to question him and anjoy him.
He lives and comes back with food and we eat..

B" you will make it very hard to live Mr Lebendev,you are getting me attached with all your care "
He mummers a "thus the idea" thinking i did not hear. His comment.

D"you don't have to go if you do want to. You are always welcome to stay longer " he says with a smirk on his face. I just give him a small smile and eat a little completely egnoring his statement about staying longer.

After eating he carries me from the bedroom couch to the bed and tacks me in.

D"get some rest detka" he turns to leave but i hold his wrist and ask him to stay.
His face lights up like a fat kid in a candy store. He's so cute.

When he gets in bed he hesitantly pulls me to his chest and and starts playing with my hair*i realy need to tell him not to mess with a black womens hair *later though this feels so good* and that was my last thought before falling into dreamless yet peaceful slumber.