It almost disturbed Tara how nonchalant she was being about Antonio breaking her aggressor’s hands.
“Are you okay, cariña?” He asked her once they were in their suite.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” She retorted calmly, a sweet smile adorning her face.
“You’re not used to this kind of violence displays,” he deadpanned. “I expected you to be more shaken up.”
She shrugged, “Well, I did get held at gun point the other day.”
Somehow, her truthful answer rattled him a little bit, and he was quick to say, “You only need to know that I’ll do my damnest to ensure your safety at all times, mi reina.”
“I know,” she said, trusting his words at once, a smile settling over her face.
“I cannot bear to lose you,” he admitted in a hushed tone as he gathered her close.
“You won’t,” she whispered in
