~Roman~Deep in her slumber, Viviana snuggled in my arms. Being this close to her felt right to the bones. I felt recharged, contended. Tomorrow, there will be another bloody battle because I must leave her, but I’m a tad stronger; at least, I’d like to believe I have the strength to do what I must.I told her everything she wanted to know. Will it change what we have? I’m one hundred percent sure it won’t. Will it give her the closure she needs? I hope it does. She has to move on. Find a man who would give her the life she deserves. Someone that could live with her here in her dream home. A family, children that would take their mother’s beauty, wits, and kindness. I’ll make sure he treats her well. I’ll make sure she finds her happy ending.A moan of protest sounded from V

~Roman~We finally ate a proper breakfast after taking a shower together. We spent the entire morning treading over safe topics. Made out, cooked lunch together, and made out some more.“I like your hair,” said Viviana. We were on the patio on the back lawn of her home. The summer heat was nothing new to me, but the warmth inside my chest gave me chills that this was too good to be true.“Figured,” I chuckled, circling my thumb on the sole of her foot. She had her back against the other end of the outdoor rattan chair while I was on the other end. We were both indecently dressed. Me, with nothing apart from my boxer shorts, while Viviana had nothing on apart from a fitted white tank top - which was utterly distracting since her nipples were straining through the cotton material - and boy shor

~Roman~I don’t know what the fuck I am doing. All I know is that for the first time since I let Viviana walk out of the gym five years ago, this decision I made felt right on so many levels.So what if I’m being selfish? Can’t someone like me accept what little good this life offers me?I have no idea how we will make it, but this woman in my arms is worth fighting for. And I’m goddamn lucky that she wanted me back after everything that I had done, after everything I’ve put her through.There are a thousand reasons I shouldn’t agree to what she wanted, but she gave me one reason to fight for us. Despite all the mess this life laid in front of us, she loves me. This woman fucking loves me.

~Viviana~ After giving me a chance to catch my breath, Roman slipped out of bed and headed to the ensuite just in time for the dawn to break. The explosion of orange, yellow, and delicate pink slivers passing through the ajar balcony door bounced on my face, making my eyes squint. Groaning, I groped for a pillow and shielded my face from the soft morning light. The soft tap of Roman’s feet on the carpet mingled with his hearty chuckle. “Come on now,” he scooped my tender frame in his arms, taking me into the bathroom. I sighed as soon as my body submerged into the warm water he filled the tub with. He set me in the middle, sliding in behind me, his masculine scent mixed with the evidence of our coupling, and violet mist demanded me to keep my eyes closed.

~Viviana~One could hardly tell Rio and Roman’s relationship based on their looks. Roman had electric blue eyes while Rio had smoke-gray hues. Roman had sharp jaws, high cheekbones, while Rio had soft-edged jaws and delicate-looking cheeks.Last I saw him, his figure was lean, not too muscular but taut enough that you’ll know he’s taking good care of his body. Now, he’s almost flesh and bones. His hollow cheeks forced his cheekbones to look edgy, the kind that tells a story on its own. He’s deprived of nutrients - by choice or not, I couldn’t tell. His skin was dry as if one scratch and he’ll bleed. The white shirt he had on and jeans were hanging loose on his body as if they were two sizes too big on him.Even in this state, my heart is void of sympathy for him. All I have