HER P.O.V~
I watched him cook. I watched him clean.
I watched him feed me, and I watched him dress me.
He did it all for me. He was growing on me.
Day by day, he was pushing me towards dependency upon him, and I revelled in it.
I felt taken care of, loved, and seen. All my needs were being met, and I didn't have to demand it.
Every second of the day, I felt like a diamond under the care of a jeweler, and I felt happy to be alive. It was worth it, if I may add.
It was another day. The day was bright.
I was finishing up my work, and he was cooking for me, his eyes caressing me, standing ten steps ahead of the couch I was sitting on.
Our eyes met when he was stealing another glance, and my heart chimed. I halted my fingers and stood to my feet, and sailed to the call of his eyes.
His masculine body could outshine any athlete out there. His perfect stature could dim the light of any actor.
His black hair was mesmerising, his voice honey to the ears. His very existence held the capability of taking my breath away.
I seized him in my arms, his chest broad in my hands, and he gasped like the weight of a feather.
He turned his head back and looked at me, his eyes gentle. He was stunned, I could see it in the hue of his cheeks.
THE END
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