Reign of a Billionaire : A Dark Mafia Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

I might be a prisoner in this fucked-up castle in Siberia, but when Louisa was around me, I was free. She was my own personal ray of sunshine that took me to paradise, and all she had to do was stand next to me. But it was when she smiled that every one of my thoughts slid away. Only she had the power to numb the pain.

She averted her eyes, her face heating to a bright red.

“I’ve never kissed anyone on the mouth,” she muttered, embarrassed. Then her shoulders slumped. “I’ve never kissed a boy.”

Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks red, but it was her eyes that always captured me. Golden and warm.

“I’ve never been kissed either,” I admitted.

Her eyes shot to me, shocked by my declaration. There was one subject we never broached—it’d break her. It broke me, too.

My cheek was hot and stinging. My ears rang. I didn’t want to think about any of that when I was with her.

“Let’s not talk about that.”

She nodded somberly, the sadness in her eyes gutting me more than any other horror I’d witnessed. This world wasn’t made for us, yet we found ourselves stuck in it, trying to survive and find light anywhere we could. It was taking a toll on all of us, but Lou the most.

Sofia called her weak. She wasn’t. Lou was compassionate and caring, her soft heart wanting everyone to be okay. Her twin, on the other hand, was tougher and only had a soft spot for her sister. Everyone else, she detested.

I brought my fingers to her soft strands, the scent of sunlight and warm honey seeping into my lungs.

“Do you want to kiss me, sunshine?” My fingers trembled as I brought her hair to my nose, inhaling deeply.

She let out a shuddering breath. “Not if you don’t want to.”

I wrapped the length of it around my wrist. “With you, I do.”

Her eyes and lips were so alluring when she smiled. It made my heart beat faster. “It’ll be my first kiss.”

“Our first kiss.”

Lifting onto her toes, she tilted her head toward mine, offering herself up so generously. I bent to brush my lips against hers, and my chest fluttered. It fucking fluttered for her.

She pressed herself against me, her arms coming around me to kiss me deeper, both of our moves unpracticed and messy, our teeth clashing.

Breaking the kiss, she pulled away, breathing heavily. My heartbeat raced in my chest. For her. It was all for her. I could die a happy man now.

I ran my fingers down the length of her golden hair, marveling at its softness and all these feelings that she brought up in me.