Chapter 461: Belong To Me
The house dimmed the lights around me like it knew what was coming. The temperature dropped just slightly, like the air itself was holding its breath. After saying goodbye to Tink and Snowflake, Salvatore picked me up, cradling me like a princess, and carried me into the house and up the stairs.
I sat on the oversized bed, the plush blanket soft under my fingers, and let my gaze flicker between the two men standing across the room. I had no idea where the others were; I couldn’t even hear them in this moment over the pounding of my heart, and for a second, I didn’t care.
Instead, my entire body was focused on Salvatore and Dante as they looked at me like I was the last banana-flavored lollypop.
Salvatore had his shirt half unbuttoned; the sleeves rolled to the elbows. He looked like he always did, his all black ensemble helping him fade into the background, but for once, it wasn’t working. My eyes were drawn to his exposed flesh like it was a new fetish that I hadn’t known I had until now.
My eyes fell on a new tattoo on the inside of his wrist, a crown with horns and a yellow lollypop. "In case I do something stupid like Luca and lose my memories," shrugged Salvatore when he saw where I was looking. "This way, I always know who I belong to."
I had no idea when he got the tattoo, but the particulars didn’t really matter to my clouded brain. He had marked me on his skin. Branded himself to me in a way that is so obvious, there is no question.
And I loved it.
To the side, Dante cleared his throat, clearly not liking the fact that my attention wasn’t on him. With a smirk, I gave in to what I wanted and turned to look at the man.
He was truly a work of art, the likes of which no human could ever hope to capture. Dark eyes, a darker soul. A predator comprised of a stillness that he wore like a second skin.
Of all the Sins, Dante was the one I understood the least.
He never flirted. Never played. Never demanded attention. He let everyone else claim what they needed from me, and never so much as made a peep when I overlooked him in favor of another.