Xavier POV

She looked so beautiful more than ever. Her soft hair spread around the pillow like cascades of dark Bourbon, her eye lashes casting a shadow on her cheeks, those lips, God they looked so lush and delectable. She looked like a temptress, seducing me with her innocence even in her sleep.

After the incident, the girl was safely lead to her parents. Turns out she was a missing victim for a week now. She was saved by my precious rose .I have always called Odette, rose. For she used to freshen up my day with her smile, her innocence radiating like a fragrance of rose, making me drunk, addicted to her. She was colorful, unique in her own way. Delicate and soft, she even felt like a rose.

She was simply a Rose.

But I forgot she had Thrones as well.

Its been a day since she passed out. The wound on her thigh was deep. Those bastards did a number on her. But what I didn’t understand was how she knew to fight like that. I watched her moved in that alley as if she had training all her life. She would’ve kicked their asses if the other guys didn’t come at her at once.When we were together she would always be lazy. Too lazy to even join me on runs. In gym, she would wait till I finished and than we would have an intense make out session.

She never did exercise.

Maybe its because of that shithead?

I was deep in thought when suddenly I heard a soft moaning sound coming from the bed.

She woke up.

I stood where I was. On the dark corner of the room. The night helped me blend in. I was curious of what she will do. Would she remember this room? This bed where we both lost out first time to each other? Where we had our first kiss? First “I love yous”? Would she remember the early morning breakfast in this bed literally naked? Or the night when a movie night lead to the intimate experience that promised many things? Would she remember us, together in the throes of passion?

FLASHBACK STARTS

" Xavier, this place is so beautiful. look at those paintings, and oh God that kitchen. And did you see the balcony and and the, Oh my God I am hyperventilating" her breathing was ragged, harsh puffs coming out of her mouth. Shit she was hyperventilating.

" Alright, that's enough excitement for now. Come on slow breaths, love. Listen to my voice and slowly breath in and out" I instructed her, while holding her close to me, trying to normalize her breathing.

After a few seconds later, her breathing came back to normal. We were sitting on the love seat in the living room, the AC was on full blast. She snuggled into me, while taking deep breaths.

" I am sorry, it's just it's been so long since I traveled somewhere and now I get to go with you." she whispered, while keeping her head under my chin.

" You have no idea how happy I am to be able to spent time with you, my precious rose. I don't care where we are, you being with me, is enough. You, here, by my side is all I have ever wanted." I said, while holding her more towards me, settling her on my lap so that she was straddling me, my arms around her tiny waist and her arms around my neck.

" God I want to kiss you so bad." she whispered so slow I wouldn't have been able to hear if not for the complete silence in the pent house.

" You can, whenever you want, I am yours. I give you full permission of my sexy body, Master. I am your slave." I teased her with a smile on my face and I knew she was as red as a tomato.

But apparently I underestimated her because in the next second, she had her lips against mine in a sweet innocent kiss.

Her kiss started slow, as if she was testing the water, her hands holding my neck, eyes closed. I momentarily lost my brain functioning due to her sweet kiss. She started pulling away when I didn't react to her kiss, her cheeks aflame from embarrassment.

" I-I am so-sor" before she could finish, I had already kissed her.

I kissed her with everything I had, all the love, the trust, the passion and the lust I had only for her. I have never kissed before and I knew she didn't too. I kissed her with the intensity of the storm inside of me, with desperation and longing. I kissed her as if my life dependent on it because at that moment, it did.

Her small moans drove me to destruction, the way her lips tasted like the honey, the way they fit perfectly against mine, her small hands holding my neck, her eyes closed in so much bliss, God she owned me.

She owned all of me.

Breaking apart, we both were breathing hard, our foreheads joined together, we were lost in each other. A few seconds passed and suddenly she was laughing, head thrown back, her body wrecking with the chuckles. I couldn't help but laugh with her, both of us shaking with laughter.

"God, I am so awkward. I just had my first kiss and now I am laughing like a maniac. Something is really wrong with me" her laughter subsided, small chuckles escaped her delectable lips.

" I wouldn't want it another way." I said, hugging her tightly.

" Neither do I" she said, her eyes holding mine, a soft smile playing on her lips.

" I don't think I can go without kissing you anymore. I have eaten the forbidden fruit and now its too addicting for me to let go. Be warn, my sweet rose, I am going to kiss the fuck out of you." I said, my lips inches away from hers.

" God, kiss me already."

And that was how our first day in LA went, us kissing the hell out of each other."

FLASHBACK ENDS

I wanted to see if she'd remember it all? Our sweet nothings in this very room?

Time to find out.