Lilas King Salvatore.
I open my eyes fully when I see Salvatore's quick movement. It’s dark. It could possibly be 3am or something—a few hours after we made love. I place my hand over my breast where the sheets are resting on, my hair is tousled around and I am not fully understanding what is going on. I can see him putting on his robe and he heads in the direction of his study, in fast movements.
Quickly, I begin to search for my night wear and I wear it over my head. Salvatore comes out of the room as I rise from the bed and I move back when I see the firearm slung across his broad shoulder. The gun, is an intimidating amalgamation of sleek steel and dark matte finishes, exudes an aura of lethal capability.
“Sal…Salv.” I stutter, and he c***s the gun before looking at me.
“Stay in b
