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I sigh again as she stops in front of me. “I know you think I’m crazy—”

“Not crazy, Felix. Just like I don't think you’re paranoid or anything else you think drives me batty.” She slides her hands up my stomach and over my pecs, pushing up in her tiptoes until her fingers are in my hair. “I just think you spend too much time worried about other people and not not enough about me.”

I bark out a laugh, wrapping her in my arms and pulling her flush against me. “Is that so?”

Zia nods and smiles as I dip my chin. I brush my lips against hers and grin when she sucks in a sharp breath as I press her hips to mine, my cock hard and thick and sandwiched between us. “I love you, Azizia.”

“I love you, my Felix.”

“Now take your fucking clothes off so I can eat your pussy. I’m hungry and tired of waiting.”

Watching as she does exactly what I say, I can’t help but wonder how we got here. It seems like my isolation in exile was so long ago, like Zia and I have always been together and our horrendous lives before are nothing but terrible dreams.

That just proves we’re meant to be together. Even if I didn’t believe in that before, I do now. Thanks to that crazy demon.

This life, the one Azizia and I are building together, this is all that matters and I’m so fucking grateful for it.

Zia with all of her unhinged ways; I wouldn’t have it any other way. And the peace this safe haven brings? This truly is Quies Otium.