“If something happens to you, it won’t push me away. If anything, it’ll bring me closer, Lenochka. Sex plays a part of who we are, and I love how you submit to my dominance, but it’s not the reason why I’ve been married to you for six years.”
“What is then?”
“You.”
“Just me?”
“Just you.”
However, I’m strong and mature enough to ignore that fear and focus on what he is.
Who he is.
The man who showed me a different world, one where I’m cared for and I come before anything else.
The man who fought for me when I didn’t have the will to fight for myself.
The man who saved me, even when he tortured me. Who took my hand when I thought there was no hope left for me.
The man who gave me the most precious gift in the form of Jeremy and nurtured him with me. He provided me light, even when he himself was always used to the darkness.
She once labeled me her villain, and that’s the most accurate label she’s ever given me.
As is true with any villain, right or wrong is never black or white.
It’s always gray.
“No. You’re not just my wife, the mother of my son, and completely and utterly mine, but you’re also the only woman I’ve wanted since the first time you begged me to fuck you when you were drunk.”