My Evil Boy Toy

He brushed the back of his hand to my cheek, staring lovingly into my eyes. Planting a kiss on my forehead and giving me a tight hug.

"You know I can't promise you that. My priority is you and Caden. I don't care what happens to me as long as I keep you safe but I promise I will do everything to stay alive until this is over."

I wanted to cry. Because of my father, he was suffering from a split personality. His other self wanted revenge by hurting me but he was controlling him and was trying to protect me from himself and my father. 

I know it was hard for him but he was doing it for me and Caden.

I tilted my head up and stared at him. "Promise me that you won't leave me and that you will never make me worry like what happened in Flousia. But if it happens, promise that you will always follow my voice. If you're in the dark, you will always look and follow my light."

I reached out my hand, showing my pinky finger. He frowned looking at it then back to my eyes.

"Pinky promise?"

I know it sounded childish and I look like a kid asking for something so shallow. But I wanted him to at least make another promise with me.

"Did you know in Japan this is known as yubikiri or finger cut-off?" He asked while locking his pinky finger with mine.

"They said if you break a pinky promise, you will have to cut off your pinky finger in return. I don't want one of my fingers cut off so I will keep my promise. But here." He continued, putting a bracelet on my wrist.

I looked at it, checking the details of the accessory. It was a simple red string bracelet with a gold infinity symbol in the center.

"It's pretty." I commented.

"Legend says that there is an invisible red thread that connects us to those we are destined to meet regardless of the circumstances, time and place. The thread can be tangled or stretched but it will never be broken." He explained while showing me his wrist.

It was a couple red string bracelets and I was happy that we have another accessory as husband and wife aside from our wedding ring.

"Do you believe that?" I asked, curiously.

He smiled and pinched me on the cheek.

"I do. Because I met you. Maybe what happened to our parents was because we are destined to each other. The thread was tangled when those unfortunate things happened but it was never broken. That's why we met, fell in love and got married. You are my destiny, Peggy and I am yours. Nobody could break that." He answered.

Tears started falling from my eyes. I am not sure why I'm so emotional these past few days. But hearing him say that lessened my anxiousness.

"I love you. I was worried about your other self but I realized I love everything about you. I understand that your other personality wanted revenge but I don't care. I will gladly accept the pain you will inflict on me. I deserve that. I-I"

"No! Peggy, listen! You don't deserve it. I don't have the right to hurt you. No one has. Don't you ever say that! Don't ever think that you deserve to be hurt. I would rather die than to hurt you again. Remember, your worth as a person does not depend on anyone. It doesn't depend on me or your father. It depends on you. You deserve to be loved and be happy. That's all." He cut me off while holding my hands and staring at me seriously.

I nodded and just kept on crying. Then he pulled me closer to him, embracing me tighter.

"You don't know how precious you are to me. I was stupid for hurting you before but you never deserve it. My wish is for you to see your worth, Peggy. You have a good heart and a pure soul. You only deserve all the best things in the world." He continued.

We were in that position for almost half an hour. I was leaning on his chest, listening to his heart while he hugged me tight, brushing one of his hands on my head.

My fear and anxiety disappeared. But there's something I want from him. I want to make love to him, I just couldn't say it.

I took a deep breath and bit my lips, trying to muster my courage to ask him. It wasn't really a good time since we just had a confrontation with my father's lackey so I was hesitating.

"Love?" He called so I tilted my head to look at him.

I frowned when I saw him scratching his head and was blushing.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Ahm. I know we just had an encounter with your father's side. But can I ask you a favor?"

"Tell me what it is." I was getting impatient so my tone was almost yelling.

He sighed before telling me what he wants.

"You know the last time we did it was like a few weeks ago. I want you. I want to make love to you."

My face lit up and smiled back at him.

"Are you laughing at me?" He asked.

I chuckled and gave him a peck on the lips.

"No. Silly. I was actually hesitating to ask you about it since I know we just had a stressful day. But I'm glad we're actually thinking the same thing. And you told me this morning to wait for you so I was looking forward to that." I answered but suddenly got embarrassed when I mentioned the last part.

He then put my hand into his crotch. My eyes widened when I felt his hard flesh and at the same time I felt a sudden excitement in my body.. I blushed and started licking my lips.