Page 35 of Knot So Damaged

But I have never been one for listening. My parents had always said that that was the difference between Cal and I.

He is a people pleaser through and through. Whereas I like the challenge. I love to work people down until I get what I want.

Probably not the best trait to have when trying to win this girl over, but I never claimed to be perfect.

I mean, I’m currently stalking the poor woman. That certainly puts me on some kind of list as some kind of weirdo.

But I can’t stop myself.

I know morally it's wrong, but I know that I will hate myself if I don’t.

If she insists on pushing us away, following her everywhere she goes is the only way I know that she will be safe.

I refuse to allow anything to happen to her. Hence why I am sticking to the shadows the best that I can.

For over a week now, it has bugged me that she doesn't seem to have a car. It’s almost unbearable to think that she is walking home with no protection with the amount of cash that I know she earned tonight.

What if she got robbed?

What if someone followed her home from the club and stole all of her money?

I curse myself, knowing that I am at least one of those things.

But I would never hurt her.

Fuck, just the thought alone of something like what happened that first night we met happening again makes me want to steal her away and keep her protected.

There is just one little hump in the road that I hadn’t expected.

My girl has a daughter.

The thought brings a smile to my face, surprisingly.

I relish at the idea of being able to help our girl raise her daughter. To be able to take care of both of them. To spoil them like they deserve.

What it makes me want even more is to see that beautiful body of hers rounded with my baby. To have our cells merge in the most spectacular way.

How could I not?

Valentina is perfect in a way that it is hard for words to even describe.

And after seeing my boys be brought into the world, it's impossible to not want to feel just a second of that love again.

I know without a shadow of a doubt that I want that with her.

I wonder how obliged she will be to giving her daughter another sibling.

Piccolo,will already be gaining three older brothers and an older sister. What’s a few more siblings?

I shake any thoughts of Valentina swollen with my child as I creep up closer behind her as her apartment comes into view.

I’m lucky that I do as a figure just ahead of me steps out of his shadows and begins following her.

Instantly, I am on edge. Even more so when the dark figure pulls out what looks to be a switch blade.

I immediately see red.

How dare this scum pull a blade on my girl!