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Drago entered his condo a few minutes later It was only just past lunch hour, but he’d taken off when Belle had hit the shower Even though things between theh yet

The scent of strawberry and vanilla was infused in the air She’d completely transformed his masculine domain The bathroom door was open, so he hoped Belle hadn’t taken off

“Belle?”

When he didn’t hear a response, he checked the spare rooht a bunch of her stuff from her apartment, so she had all the comforts of home It was quiet, so he pushed open the door

Belle squealed, twirling away fro a towel from the bed to wrap around herself “You could knock,” she said She hadn’t been naked, just wearing her bra and panties as she combed out her hair He was no choir boy, so she shouldn’t be worried

Instead of leaving, he entered the room She still faced the mirror, so when he came up behind her, he towered over her in size He rested a hand on her bare shoulder

“I have so I used to slather that shit on after every fight back in the day”

“I’m okay”

“Take the towel off, Belle Let me see” For the brief moment she’d been uncovered, he saw so He felt responsible for her She had no one else in the world He wanted to be that person for her, the one he’d needed but never had Maybe more

“Are you kidding?”

He gritted his teeth “Listen, little lady, I just want to check where you’ve been hit It looked bad”

“I’”

He left only long enough to get his herbal ree of the bed and beckoned her closer She came toward him on command, which shocked the hell out of hied away her towel

“Drago!”

“I can’t fix it if I can’t see anything Relax You have nothing I haven’t seen” He pulled her closer with a firot so Does it hurt?”

She shook her head “Pain doesn’t bother me It’s just my body”

He frowned “Your father teach you that?”

The room was too quiet