(Roselyn's pov)

I woke from my peaceful slumber in a room I didn't recognize.

Laying on the table next to me was what used to be my dress beside some bloody discarded bandages and a clean roll of gauze wrap.

I immediately panicked seeing my shredded dress was not on my person and tried to sit up in bed.

An unbearably painful sensation caused me to yelp at the action.

A noise from across the room caught my attention.

"Who's there?" I stammered pathetically.

"Don't worry doll, you're safe here" Richard said stepping up to the bed.

"I had to remove your dress in order to treat your wounds properly. I promise, I would never take advantage you or any other woman, when in a predicament like that" he said noticing my fear about the dress.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you who treated my wounds" I apologized feeling ashamed.

"True, since you were unconscious when I brought you here" he said in a forgiving way.

"Richard, where am I exactly?" I asked.

"You're in my home in the woods" he said bluntly.

"Thank you for saving me" I smiled warmly.

"Roselyn, I have some questions to ask you, and I want you to answer them truthfully" he glanced at me seriously.

"Alright, what do you want to know?" I gave in, trusting him with my secrets.

"Who was that guy that attacked you?"

"Cole Ross, my ex boyfriend"

"Why did he attack you?"

"Because I broke up with him after discovering that he was two-timing me with some slutty cheerleader"

"Is it true that your uncle also does this to you?"

"He does much worse"

"And, your cousins?"

"No, they are the only people left in my family who respect me"

I started tearing up thinking about my shitty childhood and my horrible family members.

I looked to Richard and asked one simple question.

"Richard, can I please see your face?"

(Smexy's pov)

Did I just hear her correctly? She wants to see my face?

She must have noticed how nervous and tense I got at the question, because she forced herself to sit up and take a hold of my hand.

I sighed thinking 'it's now or never' and shakily removed my hat.

I waited for her to scream and panic, but she never did.

What she did do though, surprised me highly.

Before I could say anything, I felt her plump, velvety lips come in contact with my own, in a sweet passionate kiss.

(Roselyn's pov)

I didn't panic seeing Richard's nearly featureless face.

Instead, I surprised myself by grasping the collar of his coat and pulling him into a kiss.

It felt like magic when he kissed back and pulled me into his lap gently.

After what seemed like an eternity, we parted for air.

I rested my head against his chest and smiled happily.

I will never forget those four precious words he whispered to me.

"I love you, Roselyn"

"I love you too, Richard, with all my heart and soul"