Dominick’s POV
I stared at her innocent and beautiful face, just like it used to be.
My sleeping Angel! My Bunny!
Yeah! She is not so much like my scared bunny now. She has become fierce and confident which i always wanted to see in her.
I loved my bunny, especially when she used to get drunk and it became hard for me to control. I always knew that that’s her real personality which is suppressed over the years. She was a good and obedient daughter, probably not breaking the rules of her parents. Trying hard to survive with her drug addicted father, trying to earn enough to pay loans and dealing with the man like me who did nothing but broke her from inside.
She was always tied up around me, not expressing herself enough. Even after my attempts, she didn’t open up in front of me like she used to do after getting drunk.
I wanted to see her like that. Free and happy, letting me feel that she has forgiven me for my dirty doings and has accepted me but she didn’t. She never let her guard down and i felt guilty for that.
And that’s why i was crazily possessive over her, not letting her go out of my vision because i was scared that she would leave me. I was aware that she doesn’t love me the way she should and it constantly haunted my dreams. So, i didn’t leave her. Not even when we were sleeping on the same bed.
I never really believed in destiny but now I do. I thought I was not the best man for her but No! We are made for each other, she is mine because destiny has brought us together again. We completely lost our memories, we were strangers still we met again and nothing could stop us from coming together again.
I was in disbelief when i remembered everything. I am really grateful that i am the one who remembered everything before her because i need to bend the situation in my favour. I can’t lose her again, she is my life.
When she entered my life again i started having flashbacks due to deja vu moments.
Everyone’s different and friendly behaviour towards Grace, who was supposed to be our enemy was also confusing.
Alex would have never suggested me to get the enemies sister but he did. So not like him. Among two of us Alex is more sensible when it comes to things like this. He acts only after calculating his every step.
I always knew that there was someone in my life. Randomly finding woman’s clothes in my cupboard. Some things around my room and office which i would never buy. Whole new mysterious shelf in my library which i had no idea about. My family thought I’ll believe in their words, never in my whole fucking life i would buy fiction and romance, not even after loosing my mind. I was sure that it belongs to someone else. I checked each and every book and some of them had letters. Bunny! That’s where i found the name.
It was hard to believe that i was in love with some girl because old Dominick never really loved anyone. But it was clear from the letters that we were in love. Now the question was who is the girl and why she is not there with me. Alex wasn’t ready to tell me, no one was ready. But one day he mentioned Grace’s name and coincidencely i kidnapped the girl named Grace with whom they were acting friendly, didn’t made sense at all.
Dots were connecting but i was still not sure.
I was doubtful but finally my doubts turned into confirmation when i saw the picture in my book, i don’t know where did it come from. It was Alex’s wedding but Grace was there, with me, in my arms. And i couldn’t recognise myself in the picture, that Dom had love in his eyes.
It was clear that Grace doesn’t remember anything but my memories were coming back. That day she is not the only one who had flashback, i got it too. That playroom, her cries, pleadings and my anger.
Finally I got my memories back when i hit my head hard in the recent accident. It was fucking bad but i survived. May be it was time to get my memories back.
I caressed her face gently. She is so soft just like before.
But she Trust Vlad now. Her brother! My foot!
He destroyed our lives, he snatched my love from me. He didn’t let her know about me. She deserves to know her husband. I am her fucking husband.
He was going to marry her off to someone else, the audacity of this man. Grace is the queen of Italian mafia not a Russian princess, Vlad has no right on her.
She is mine and will always remain mine!
He has brainwashed her, she thinks he is a good brother. He knew that he can use it against me. Bastard!
I have to make her remember everything, She can’t leave me again. It was heartbreaking to come back and watch her looking at me like i am a stranger. She thinks i am just her captor, No bunny! Our relationship is much more stronger and beautiful than that.
I kissed her forehead again, feeling her warm skin against my lips.
She stirred in her sleep, It’s Time for her to wake up.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked around like a lost puppy.
“What happened?”
She mumbled while trying to sat up.
“How are you feeling now?”
I asked and she looked at me confused.
“Terrible… My head is hurting.”
She replied. I know baby, I know!
“What happened to me?”
She rubbed her forehead.
“Grace”
I called her with serious tone.
“What?”
She looked scared, may be judging my expressions and tone. She should be!
“You are pregnant!”
I declared and she froze, Went complete still and silent.