Johnathan's hands reached up on their own accord and cupped her beautiful face. Bending his head, he kissed her forehead, and his fingers caressed her cheeks. He wished he could stop the time and live in that exact moment forever. Contrary to his wishful thinking, the one thing he didn't have with her was time.
He'd to leave before Alexander returns, but how could he when Felicity was unconscious and all alone? Her house was a wreck, tainted with blood and surrounded by dead bodies because of him. She would wake up to this disaster, and he was the one destroying her happy family. His eyes watered as the realisation broke his heart.
The longer he looked at her, the more he desired to possess her. The longing he'd felt for her through the years was unbearable now, and for a fleeting moment, his thoughts wandered.
'What if Alexander never returns? Could the Baresi brothers help get rid of him?'