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position on her chest, I continue to take deep breaths. Her scent is calming me faster than anything else can. She didn’t know the monster I really was when we met, and she’s only seen it in very low doses a few times. She hated what I became the last week we were together, and she resented me for being the man she fell in love with.  
    “I never want to scare you.” I finally get the words out. I want her to still be the only one I go to when I need to be calmed down like this.  
    “What is wrong, Stav?” Her question is so simple, but so difficult.  
    “Romeo was talking about you. I can deal with him saying shit about me, but when it comes to you…” I trail off. I don’t want to freak her out any more than I already am. She deserves the truth, but I don’t want her to run because of it - again.  
    “What did he say?”  
    “That you weren’t strong enough for this life. Pretty much that I’m pussy whipped by you, and you’ve never been right for me.” She doesn’t say anything at first, but she does continue to run her fingers through my hair.  
    “What do you think?”  
    “I think that you are the strongest woman I know. You’ve dealt with a lot of my bullshit over the years, and you’re the only woman who can calm me.” She puts her hand over mine that is still tracing my name on her wrist.  
    “Yeah I have dealt with your bullshit and that was because I loved you. I would do it all again.” She looks down at me, and I can tell she didn’t mean to give me that tid bit of information. “I just… I just can’t know what you do to those people. What happens when your sins come to haunt us? What happens to me when something happens to you?”
    Looking into her eyes, I can see all the doubt and hurt I’ve given to her. It’s my fault that we are where we are, and I want to fuckin’ make things right. I don’t care what I have to do to prove to her that what we have is the real deal. I was her first everything and she was my first in all the things that mattered. She was the first woman to ever own my heart, warm my bed for more than one night, and to have my brand on her body. No one else will ever fill those roles. Only her. “Harlyn, I never meant for you to see that shit. I should have sent you with one of my men, but I could only think about shoving my knife so deep into his throat that nothing else mattered. He hurt you. He deserved to die.”  
    “You hurt me. Does that mean you deserve the same thing?” Her statement is like a punch to the gut. I hurt her. I never physically hurt her, but I did do a number on her.  
    “I will never change the way I am. If a man is going to put his hands on you, I won’t hesitate to kill the bastard. That fucker had you tied up to a damn chair and you were bleeding. He almost cut one of your damn arteries. He would have fuckin’ killed you if I didn’t get there in time. I can’t apologize for what I did to him. I would do it again if I had to. I will always protect you.” She sucks in a breath at my mention of her being kidnapped. I went fucking postal, and the only way I would be able to sleep at night was by gutting that fucker like a damn pig.  
    “I did it all for you. I wouldn’t have thought twice. Harlyn…” My words begin to fade.   I don’t even know what to say to her anymore. She thinks I’m a monster and that may be true, but I would do anything to save her.  
    “I knew you’d find me. You always did. And as much as I hate it, I’m thankful because you saved me. But I still don’t want to live in fear. What happens when the next time you have a blackout, you actually hurt me. You scared the shit out of me. I never knew someone could do something as violent as what you did.” She blows out a breath and looks down at my hand that’s covering my name.  
    Her lips turn up into a smile and she reaches down and moves my hand, replacing it with her own finger. She traces the ink and then looks up at me. “Do