Only His

Chapter Forty

Imani

He was sleeping peacefully and snoring lightly. He had his arm around my waist and he kept a tight hold on me through the night. We were stuck to each other and at times his mouth just found their way to my nipples. It was funny that he did that, but we rarely speak about it.

I have gained feelings for Kazimir in our short time together. I wanted to hold on to whatever this was, but I can't anymore. I have to let it go eventually. I knew I would have to let it go, but I should have known sooner or later this couldn't keep going on.

It was fucking selfish of me to beg him. I cried in his arms again, showing the weakest parts of me again. I turned over in bed and I watched him sleep. I was going to choose Azura over anything. Juan is already pissed about the bombs, so I wouldn't be able to see her for some time as a punishment. I placed my hand on his face and I rubbed his beard.

He was letting it grow out. In Italy his face was clean shaven and now his beard was grown. I don't know if I liked his baby face or not. He looked slightly older with his stubble, but looked younger without.

His eyes fluttered and his eyes slowly opened. I pull my hand away and he groans. He lays on his back and he looks at me.

"Morning."

"Good morning."

He rubs his face and yawns. I sit up a bit and he gazes up at me. We looked at each other without saying anything. He sits up on the bed slightly, so we were on the same level.

"How did you sleep?" He asks.

He moves closer to me to lay on my shoulder. Although I'm pretty sure he was after my boobs like usual.

"Good, you?"

"I always sleep better with you in my bed," he smirks.

He leans in towards me trying to kiss me and instantly shove his face away from me with my hand and I do it a bit too harshly.

"Don't even try kiss me with your morning breath!"

I don't understand the whole making out with nasty breath. It's so disgusting to me. He grabbed my wrist and I tried to pull it from his grasp.

"Did you have to shove me so hard?"

"I'm sorry, but you should never try that."

"I won't," he yawned.

He released my wrist and I slightly massaged my wrist. I could tell he didn't mean to grab me so hard. He sat up in the bed and moved to the edge. His back faced me and I looked over the tattoo just below the nape of his neck. I looked over his back as he got up off the bed. I take a deep breath and exhale.

I was going to see Azura today, but I feel so lost and confused. I don't want him to worry about me especially after I was crying again. I was breaking down again in front of him and I could see his concern raising for me. I like that he comforts me and make sures I'm okay, but I don't even know what's next.

We didn't speak much after I calmed down and stopped crying, we were both thinking to ourselves thinking about what was next. We both knew what was next is going to be a difficult situation, there is no good decision in what is next.

I got out of the bed and I went to the bathroom. He washing his face and he moved over to let me get my toothbrush. We didn't say anything, but we rotated as we both brushed our teeth. We looked at each other through the mirror and our eyes lingered on each other. I had to bring up the fact that I needed to leave later to go see Azura.

"I have to leave later."

"I know, you will need to take four of my men, but Mikhail is going he is your bodyguard."