Chapter 33
Flashback ----
Travon's POV
Travon's eyes to find myself in the kitchen looking at a very annoyed yet cute Mia. She stood near the oven trying to get rid of the smoke emitting from what I think was a tray of cookies.
I couldn't help but grin like a fool, soon a laughter erupts from my throat. She averts her attention towards me and turns slightly red. I open the windows of the kitchen, discard the burnt cookies and turn to her.
"I'm sorry." she says with a pout. No matter what she wore, how dirty she looked I always find her attractive. She took off her apron revealing her vest and my sweatpants underneath it. The moment my eyes hit her bare skin I felt so turned on. She didn't even have to make an effort. Jeez, what was she doing to me!
"Babe, haven't I told you that you don't have to do all this. You can call one the servants or me--"
"I-I just wanted to cook something for you with my own hands."
I dust off the flour on her nose and pull her into a hug. She meant everything to me, if it wasn't for her I'd still be the monster I once was. She turned me into a good man, she was the light to my world and I'd do anything for her. Even if it meant dying.
"Kings, you're crying again." I open my eyes and meet her worried eyes. I didn't realize I was crying, she wiped away my tears with her small hands leaving small sparks.
"I love you so much, Mia."
"I know. I love you too."
Without wasting anymore time I cup her cheeks and kiss her. She kisses me back hungrily and I feel myself smirking.
I pull away but let my forehead rest on hers, "You know I still haven't finished what I started yesterday."
She turns crimson, "What's stopping you?" I chuckle then slide my hands to her thighs picking her up. Her legs go around my waist and she starts kissing me senselessly.
I could taste chocolate, letting out a moan I quickly make my way to our room. I growl when she breaks our kiss, she leans down to the neck and kisses my mark and whispers into my ear softly, "Make love to me, Kings."
For a while I thought her voice changed, frowning I pulled myself back to take a glimpse of her. But when I did , it wasn't her staring back at me... It was Hope.
I was about make love to Hope.
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