S I E N N A
I've always looked forward to new beginnings.
It feels like you're taking in a breath of fresh air after going through a years load of difficult times.
It's more like flowers blooming in the early spring, bringing forth new and colorful petals that brightens up the day.
The longer my eyes trace the magnificent black diamond encrusted petal ring, I feel my heart swell with joy and excitement of what the future holds for me.
If anyone had told me a couple of years ago that I was gonna get married to the ruthless Blade Armani because I was madly in love with him, I would laugh so hard in their face and shoot a bullet through their skull.
Our wedding is a month away from now but I can't get the image of seeing myself at the altar with Blade.
It's something I've always looked forward to since he proposed to me.
We have spent a lot of time together and gotten to know each other more. Being away from him even if it's just for a minute feels like something important is missing from my life.
You might call me clingy but I don't give a fuck.
He's my other half.
With a silly smile on my face, I discard my clothes from last night and step into the warm shower, the ring still on my finger. It's never coming off.
A few squirts of my favorite cherry blossom shampoo onto the palm of my hand, I begin to wash my hair until it turns into a soapy lather.
I spend a few more minutes in the bathroom, humming a song as I continue to wash my body before stepping out of the shower and drying myself off.
After getting dressed in my every morning attire of Blade's T-shirt and black jeans, I pick up a few of Blade's discarded clothes from the floor where it was tossed lazily after we had another mind blowing sex.
We were careless not to use a condom but he was able to pull out before he released his cum into me. I think.
I drop them in the hamper and make my way out of the room and down the massive staircase.
"Fuck. I told you not to mess it up." Blade curses and throws a glare at Nico who gives him a sheepish smile in return.
"It barely looks like a pancake." Franco says and squints his eyes at the so called pancakes on the kitchen island.
Blade smacks Nico's back with the spatula, a deadly look in his eyes as he opens the fridge and pulls out a glass of orange juice. "It would look like one if Nico had read the recipe right."
I lean on the doorway and try to bite back a smile at the cutest sight ever.
I never actually thought I would get the chance to see Blade in a white apron with smiley face, his hair is messy from the flour with a couple of eggshells.
Nico steals a bacon from the plate set on a breakfast tray and pretends to check out something on his phone when Blade diverts his attention to him. "It's not my fault okay? Who the fuck needs a recipe to make a simple damn pancake."
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Bloody Hell
Romance[COMPLETED] Sequel to Blade. Love is messy, complicated and a bit challenging. Blade and Sienna's relationship is far from perfect. They both make a lot of mistake that threaten to cause a rift between them but they're stronger than they appear to b...
