Saving His Princess(6)

By: Elisa Leigh

I hear his wet clothes fall to the ground. When he walks around me, he has the towel he was using to dry my hair wrapped around his waist. Dear lord. This man is so beautiful. I pull my bottom lip into my mouth and bite down to keep from moaning. He grabs my hand and walks me over to the sink where he gets a new toothbrush out of a drawer handing it to me.

As we’re brushing our teeth, I watch him in the mirror. He stands over a foot taller than my five-foot-four self, and I have to look up to look him in the eyes. He has tattoos running up both arms and across his chest. The moment I notice the small barbell through one of his nipples I stop brushing and just stare.

The man is a god, and I have no idea what he’s doing with me. He’s been nothing but kind since he saved me yesterday. I begin to feel out of place and not sure of myself. I hate that feeling. I’ve felt that way my whole life.

I’m lost in thought, still staring at his muscular chest when he calls my name.

“Hmmm?” I mutter, clearing my head and looking away. I finish brushing my teeth and rinse. When I look up, Vince is staring at me.

“Yesterday was pretty heavy. I figured we could just stay in today and relax. How does that sound to you?”

“I need clothes. I don’t have any clothes or deodorant, or things. I don’t have things!” I cry out, nearly in hysterics again.

He faces me setting his hands on my shoulders gently. “Easy love. I’ll get you whatever you need. I’ll take care of you, anything at all, I’ve got you covered, okay?”


“Why what?”

“Why are taking care of me? We’ve only just met, Vince. After you killed the person, I was handed over to as a reward, you just took me with you and haven’t let go! So, answer me. Why?” I say, getting louder with each question. I’m all out of sorts today, and it’s pissing me off.

“Fuck! You were a reward?” He yells, and I nod. He turns and walks out of the bathroom, punching a hole in the wall on the way out. I stand there stunned and watch him leave. I’m not going to lie, I’m staring at his ass the whole five seconds it takes for him to walk away from me.

I wait for a minute hoping he comes back, but when he doesn’t, I walk into the bedroom to find it empty. I open his drawers and find a pair of drawstring sweats and a t-shirt to put on. Once I’m dressed I go back to the bathroom to find something to brush my hair with. Finding a brush, thank god, I brush it out and pull it into a braid. I’m thankful I’ve always got a hair tie around my wrist.

I walk down the stairs and find Vince outside in nothing but sweats, a long sleeve shirt, and house slippers. It’s December, and there’s snow on the ground, the man is crazy! He’s on his back porch staring at a phone, pacing and looking pissed. I walk into the kitchen, and I’m pleasantly surprised to find a pot of coffee that looks like it just finished brewing. I make us both a cup and then walk outside and set his mug in front of where he’s now standing.

When I go to walk away, he places his arm around my waist and pulls my body to his. He kisses the top of my head and hugs me before leaning down and whispering in my ear. “Thank you, my Princess. I’ll be off in a minute, and I’ll make us breakfast.”

I leave him to do whatever it is he needs to do.

Chapter Five


As soon as she told me she was given to another man, I lost it. Who the fuck has the right to give a person, a fucking person, to another? I knew I was about to lose my shit and I didn’t want her to see me like that. It’s bad enough I punched the wall in front of her. The last thing I want is for her to be afraid of me. I know eventually, she’ll see it, that I’m a loose cannon, but I’d like her to be in love with me first. Maybe then I won’t scare her away.

I grab my clothes and my phone and get out of there quick. Holding it together, I start a pot of coffee in case she’d like some and walk outside. It takes me a few minutes to calm down. What I really need is to go to the gym and beat the shit out of someone, but I can’t and won’t leave her.

Before I can make the call, Lana walks outside with a cup of coffee and sets it on the wooden rail in front of me. There’s been no one for years that I’ve allowed to get close. Every once in a while, I’d find someone new at Spanky’s, and we’d spend a few weeks together finding mutual satisfaction in a casual relationship. It never went further emotionally, they never got to know the real me. Even before Ryker met Emersen, it had been close to a year since I’d been with a woman. After seeing them together though, I knew if I were to give myself to someone, I’d need her to be mine.

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