Chapter 47 #2
I try to twist back to look at him, but his firm hold makes it impossible.
“I’m friends with his wife. He owns a firearm store, and his brother has a gun range.
I wouldn’t have asked Knox to help me if I didn’t trust him.
I may have been blind to my mother, but I’m a pretty good judge of character most of the time. ”
His hand raises and comes down hard on my ass, making a loud smacking noise ring out in the room.
“I don’t give a fuck who he is. If you need something, the first person you come to is me.
I don’t care where I am, what I’m doing, how busy I might be; you come to me, Ace. You’re mine to take care of.”
“You were in the middle of digging up my father.”
He spanks the other cheek. “I don’t care, angel. You’re the most important thing to me. And I told you to call me if you needed anything. Didn’t I?”
All my life, I’ve been punished for the wrong things, scolded for not being enough.
But this is different. This is about me being precious to someone.
Tears prickle at my eyes as he spanks me again, and again.
When he pauses, I let out a deep, relieved breath, but then he reaches for something and a second later, I feel something small and cool on my ass.
The wooden spoon.
Shit.
“You can fight me on anything else, angel. You can disobey, be a brat, or do naughty things. But when it comes to your health or your safety, I won’t bend.”
He brings the spoon down, twice on each cheek, and every crack of the wood to my skin sets my ass on fire. I cry out and try to kick my feet, but he already has his other leg thrown over both of mine, keeping me completely pinned.
Despite the stinging pain, my core is aching while I struggle against Kian’s hold.
Tears drip down my cheeks, and when he starts spanking me over and over with the spoon, I let out a sob and drop my head to the mattress.
Kian doesn’t stop right away. He’s not going to until he knows he’s gotten his point across.
My ass burns, and I’m sobbing into the plush comforter when he finally ends it and tosses the spoon onto the nightstand. A second later, he pulls me up and wraps me into his thick arms, then rocks me.
My tears are big and sloppy, but suddenly it’s like the floodgates have opened, and I can’t stop.
He never tells me to pull myself together. It’s like he knew this would happen; he was expecting it. I can’t remember the last time I cried like this. I’ve never felt safe. Not like I do with Kian.
When I go quiet, Kian presses a kiss to the top of my head.
“I love you, angel. So fucking much. Jesus Christ, it scares me how much I love you.”
I pull back to look up at him, his dark eyes searching mine.
“I’ve never had anyone who has made me feel so seen and safe. Maybe it’s woo-woo or whatever, but I swear, the second we locked eyes, I felt something.”
He smiles down at me, his eyes sparkling. “Woo-woo?”
Breathing out a quiet laugh, I nod. “You know, like magic. I don’t know.”
“I do know, angel. I was there. And that night was truly fucking magical. The only thing that will top the night I met you will be the day I marry you and change your name to Savage.”
My heart thumps hard as I stare up at Kian. “What about today?”
Kian tenses for the briefest second before he breaks into a grin. “Are you asking me to marry you, Ace?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I say, smiling up at him.
I’m exhausted from crying, and my ass is still on fire, yet my heart is so full, it feels like it could explode with happiness.
Leaning down, he kisses me. Then he lifts me off his lap and sets me on the bed, pulling a soft blanket from the foot of the bed over my lap, so I don’t get cold. Only a man like Kian would paddle my ass and then take care of me so tenderly afterward.
He walks into the closet for a few seconds, and when he returns to the edge of the bed, he stops and stares at me. I swallow nervously for some reason. When he kneels and holds up a small black box, I let out a soft gasp.
“I bought this the day after we met. I don’t know what made me do it. I was walking past one of the jewelry stores in our casino. When I saw it, even though I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, it made me think of you.”
I’m pretty sure my eyes are bugged out as I stare at the ring. It’s so sparkly, I swear it could have twinkling lights in it. I don’t even want to imagine how expensive it was. Even if it is the most beautiful piece of jewelry I’ve ever seen.
Tearing my gaze away, I meet his eyes. “You bought this the day after you met me… even though you never thought you would see me again.”
Kian smirks, and despite only being in his underwear, he still looks damn hot down on one knee.
“Yeah, angel. I did.”
I grin and nearly throw myself at him, pulling the blanket with me. He catches me as he tumbles backward onto the plush carpet, both of us laughing.
“You’re crazy,” I say as I straddle him, trying to keep the blanket around me. Kian reaches up and yanks it down, exposing my breasts.
“I’m crazy about you. Just you.” He pulls the ring out and slides it onto my finger. “Will you marry me today, angel?”
Without looking at the new piece of jewelry, I nod and actually throw myself at him this time, my mouth finding his.
“Yes,” I try to say as he kisses me deeply.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a ballerina because I thought it was magical. Turns out that even though my dreams look a little different, life is still pretty magical. Or maybe it just depends on the people you’re tied to.
No matter what, as long as I have Kian Savage by my side, I know I’m going to be happy and loved, and that’s all I could ever ask for.