He is my tormentor; he is my protector.
He is my suffering; he is my solace.
He is my abductor; he is my lover.
He is my end; he is my beginning.

A Sunflower to the Sun.
A Moth to a flame.
An addict to a drug.
I was his nothing but he is my everything.

Touching the Heart of Ace

“Why are you against it, Robbie? She is her grandmother and my Aunt Marie.” 


He was not budging. He looked so hot, with his jaw set like that. 


“At least tell me, why not?” I lied on the bed; popping my head on my elbow. His eyes momentarily left mine and I fixed my shirt noticing he was staring at my exposed waist. 


He smirked. “Nothing I haven’t seen before.” 


“Don’t try to change the topic.” I knew what he was doing. “Everyone loves her so much, Robbie. Frankie can’t let her go from his hands. Penelope is busy trying to make the perfect puree for our Princess. Why are you worried about her own grandmother?” 


A knock interrupted our video call. I put my finger on my lips to keep Robbie quiet and minimized the window. 


Frankie was holding a whimpering precious angel in his arms. “Tired.” He added and reluctantly handed over my baby. 


CHAPTER 51