I am Leo (Book 3)

Chapter 31

Violet POV

“Noted, dickhead” Dean chimes

“Asshat”

“Fucktard”

“Numbskull”

“Boys, stop” I say and they step back. Boxer nudges me and I look up

“Teach me that will ya?” and I giggle but John glares at him

“Okay shall we go?” Jana pipes up and we all nod

“Meet you guys in 15” she says and rolls away

“I like her” I say and they all nod. But I can see the pity in their eyes, they won’t say anything though. Later we’re at a bar, filled with different military people, the local watering hole no doubt. Dean and Boxer are playing pool against Face and another guy while Jana and I are chatting. John is getting drinks and a lot of congratulations by various patrons

“He really loves you, you know?” she suddenly says and I look at her

“What?”

“Tank, he really loves you” she says again

“I love him too” I say but she shakes her head

“We joked about it, but the way he spoke of you over there, it was like listening to a real life love story. His eyes and face would reflect his love for you. At first we thought you were his girlfriend, because he used to call you ‘his girl’ but eventually we figured out you were just a friend” she says and I nod

“He gave us hope out there. The only time he showed emotion was when he was talking about you. You kept him alive and going Violet. Without that we would’ve died that day” she says and I look down

“He did what he did because that’s who he is” I say softly

“Nah, we eventually started to hold on to what you meant as a person”

“I’m nothing special” I say looking her in the eye “You are special, you guys risk your lives for us”

“Yes, but you had nothing to gain, still you stayed and helped him. You could’ve left him there on that road but you didn’t”

“He told you all that?”

“Yup and then some. A love like this is known only to true soldiers. We’re trained to think of our unit as family, but you a civilian did it without ever asking for anything in return. You’re a saint” she says but I shrug

“Not a saint, just did the right thing” she smiles and places her hand over mine

“He was shot four times, blowed up but still managed to rescue seven people, myself included. And you know what he told me when I was in recovery?” I shake my head

“Violet would’ve told me to” she says and I look down again, willing the tears away

“I would’ve told him to run” I answer but his voice makes me jump

“And get them, you wouldn’t have left them there just like you didn’t leave me” he says placing our drinks down and I smile looking at him

“You give me way too much credit John” I say but he shakes his head

“You did it for the ogre, your brother and me” he says nonchalantly and Jana laughs

“We could use you in the Corps” she says clinking her beer to mine

“Like hell she’ll join the army” Dean says and wraps his arms around my shoulders

“Marines, not the Army” Boxer says plopping down in a chair

“Whatever” Dean mumbles

“Can I have a word?” John whispers and I nod standing

“You too ogre” he says and Dean mutters something under his breath but we follow him out

“We’re being shipped out again on Wednesday” John states and instantly I’m overcome with paralyzing fear

“How long?” Dean asks and I stand there feeling as if the air has been sucked out of me

“Three months” not again

“Vi?”

“Violet?” I hear the voices but my senses are not responding

“Sweet cheeks” he says taking my hand and I blink, my eyes burning but I glance down at him kneeling

“I’ll be fine, I’ll come back” he soothes. I open my mouth but my throat is dry, the words mulling around in my head

“Hey babe look at me” he urges and my eyes find his, kind and honest

“I won’t leave you” he says and I nod slowly. Dean wraps his arm around my waist

“We’ll hold you to it soldier boy” he says and John smirks

“I’ll hold you to what you promised ogre” I’m still speechless, they joke and bicker like they always do but I can’t think straight. Shot four times, blown up… what if he doesn’t come back? What if he comes back like Jana? What if he comes back in a coffin? The thoughts mulling in my head like clothes in a dryer making me feel light headed and nauseous.

“Sweet cheeks?” I hear his voice far away as the ringing in my ears gets louder, my vision fades to black and I’m out cold.

Hades POV

“It’s getting better”

“You still feel guilty?”

“I feel responsible, but after four years we must accept that he’ll come back when he’s ready”

“Well, seems all is in order. Can I speak to Abby?”

“Sure dad, let me get her”

“Thank you son. Please ensure Xavier and Megan have warm clothes, the winter here is chillier than back home”

“We will. Here’s Abby, good bye dad”

“Bye son” she takes the phone walking off chatting to her dad. I make my way to Xavier’s room smiling as I step inside

 “Xavier my boy” I say and he looks up smiling

“Dad! Look at this!” he says happily as I sit down on the bed next to him

“What is that contraption?” I ask and he rolls his eyes

“It’s a game” he says and I chuckle

“When I was a boy we played games with our siblings”

“When you were a boy you played with sticks”

“No, my father let us play with his lightning bolts”

“Really?”

“Well, we didn’t exactly have permission but we did anyway” and he laughs

“You’re so bad dad” You have no idea son

“So get your stuff ready, your grandparents will be arriving soon” I say standing and he scurries off grabbing different items and stuffing them in a backpack

“Ready” he announces and I chuckle

“What? No clean clothes?”

“These ones are still fine” he says looking at the ones he’s wearing

“You’re visiting for two weeks Xavier. Oh here let me do it” Abby says a little frustrated but I grab her hand and pull her to me

“Dulcinea, you go make sure Megan is ready. I’ll do this” I say in a sultry voice and she closes her eyes, inhaling deeply as I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear

“Thank you mi sol” she says with a soft smile kissing my cheek and leaving

“Now, let’s see about those clothes my boy” I say and we pack his suitcase, my son does not have my dress sense yet, but he’s only 6. After we’ve seen them off, I return to my office and Abby is off doing what she does, but an hour later my nostrils fill with her delicious scent and I look up. She closes the door behind her and locks it. Walking over to me with a sexy sway in her hips

“I thought we could relax a little” she says and my eyes roam up and down her sexy curves. The lingerie is pitch black, hugging her toned figure in all the right places, her high heels making clicking sounds as she walks. She has a pearl necklace on, a stark contrast to her dark attire and my mouth waters

“Oh really? What do you have in mind?” I ask turning in my chair as she rounds the desk, running her finger along the edge

“Oh I don’t know, maybe some fun” she says in a low sexy voice and I swallow, her eyes darting to my Adams apple bobbing up and down, then to my lips

“I could agree to that” I say and she gives me a wicked smile. She takes out a satin scarf from behind her back, straddles my lap and leans in, gently tying it around my eyes

“Now, don’t remove this until I say so” she whispers and I shiver. Her hands travel down my torso, unbuckle my belt and slips off my trousers.

“Oh hello, you’re looking ready” she says and licks the head making me groan. I grip the arm rests of the chair but then the weirdest sensation

“Stay still omnia mea, you’ll enjoy this” she says and I lean my head back. Her hand goes to work, pumping up and down while her tongue teases the head and I groan

“I thought pearls were only good for showing off that delectable neckline of yours” I rasp out

“Oh no, they are good for many things” she says still pumping. The feeling of the pearls wrapped around my hard shaft, rolling and messaging while she pumps is mind blowing

“Abigail” I gasp gripping her hair in my hands before spilling over her hand

“That’s what I want” she says and removes the pearls, and the blindfold

“You like it?” she asks with a sly smile, I grunt grabbing her hips and turn her around

“Oh Hades” she gasps out, I remove her panties and bra but I leave the stockings and high heels. She’s so sexy in those, before slipping inside her making her moan. I place my hand on her back, holding her torso down on the desk, thrusting from behind

“Yes… oh f**k” she breathes out panting and I slap her ass

“Oh!” she squeals and I slap her again, then I bend down and nibble on her neck

“Turn luna meum” I command and she slowly turns around. Taking in her body, lips and messy hair

“The most beautiful creature in the universe, and you’re mine” I grunt making her giggle before thrusting inside, hard even strokes

“Yours” she says over and over as she pants. I grab her hips, digging my fingers in her flesh kissing her hard, pouring the feelings of my deepest desire, craving and devotion I have for her into not just the kiss, but my actions and body. My thrusts slow, ever so slightly as I raise her hips and her eyes fly open, her back arches and she grips the lapels of my jacket pulling me to her as she screams in pleasure.

“Yes my sweet Abby, again my love” I whisper in her ear, finding her sweet spot stimulating her and thrusting, long fluid strokes

“H-Hades… yes oh le mie stelle” she heaves before her body convulses in the most glorious ways and we’re both sent over the abyss, white hot passion exploding around us

“Abby” I groan into her hair holding her tightly to me, breathing heavily

“Let’s get cleaned up. You need rest mi sol” she says straightening out my jacket as I pull my trousers back up

“As do you my queen. Maybe we could watch one of those moving pictures you like so much” I say and she chuckles

“Movies, my love, they’re called movies” she says and I smile snapping my fingers. Later that night she’s fast asleep next to me when I hear a knock at the door. I slowly get up and open the door stepping outside

“My lord”

“Atrides, any news?”

“The same my lord. His Lycan my lord, should we release him?”

“Not yet, he must learn to depend on himself”

“As you wish my lord, good night”

“Good night old friend”

Violet POV

I told John everything I wanted to tell him before he was shipped out, I won’t miss this opportunity again. It was a tearful goodbye, mostly on my part, but to say I was scared would be a lie. I was petrified, the kind of numbing fear that surpasses all rationality, the type of fear that you experience only when you have something or someone to lose, forever. Luckily this time I had a little more information and support from Jana. I had a very informative conversation with her mother and husband, they gave me a few tips on how to deal with this.

“Hey love”

“Hey honey. How did it go?”

“Great, not the worst job in the world” he says and I place my stuff on the counter

“Come here” he says and I step into his embrace, kissing him sweetly

“How was your day?” he asks and I shrug

“Oh you know, crazy clients with horrible taste, but alas I endure” I say and he laughs taking a beer out of the fridge

“So my man is a mechanic now” I say and he smirks

“Won’t mind checking your oil love” he says with a sexy smirk and I laugh

“Don’t ever say that again” I laugh out dishing up the food

“What it was funny” he says taking a bite

“Yeah and really corny. You think it’ll stick?”

“Yup, I have two loves in this world” he says and I sit up “Hunting and muscle cars” he says and I throw an apple at his head, he bursts out laughing

“Thin ice guy, thin ice” I say in mock anger

“Fine, three” he says and I smile victoriously “Your cooking is in a firm third place”

“Oooh you ass!” I yell and he jumps up

“Come back here!” I yell as he runs up the stairs to our room, I chase after him and stop dead in my tracks taking in the room. Rose petals are strewn all over the bed and floor, candles are in the shape of a heart and he’s kneeling down in the center of it

“Dean?” I gasp out stepping inside

“Violet, I love you with all my heart. I can’t imagine my life without you. You gave me a reason to live, to risk it all and open my heart. I want to wake up with you every day, go to sleep hearing you snore” I chuckle “Would you make an honest man out of me and marry me?” he asks and I wipe at my tears nodding my head

“Yes” I whisper and his face lights up as he jumps to his feet and slips the ring on my finger. It’s a fine ring, with a princess cut diamond in the middle. It’s perfect

“I love you” he says laughing as he picks me up and spins us around

“I love you” I say and kiss him. This is the best day I’ve had in a long time. The next day I phone my brother, Jess who yells so loudly the phone distorts in my ear and then Jana. She’s also overjoyed and tells me that John is doing fine, and that she’ll try and give him the news. She’s still in the military, so she has her ways. By late afternoon I’ve bought all the wedding magazines I could find, I never really thought of my wedding so I need inspiration. Getting Dean on board is not so easy, he protested, had a mini tantrum, grunted and groaned but I won in the end. We set a date deciding on an outside wedding, since neither of us are religious getting married in a church seemed pointless. I was so busy with my work and the wedding arrangements I hadn’t realized how quickly the weeks went by. Dean is working late tonight, so I decided to chill on the couch with a glass of wine, settling in watching some show about cakes the doorbell rang. I checked the time, it’s almost 9pm, who could that be? I got up and checked smiling as I opened the door but it quickly faded when my gaze fell upon the people at the door. This is bad