A Vow So Beautiful - Chapter 105

There his lynx was, laying peacefully on the couch. She was cradled inside the soft cushions, sound asleep to the world. He smiled and touched a lock of her hair, feeling guilty he had let her wait for so long. Her hair slipped through his fingers and fell to her wrist. His smile turned to a frown when he noticed bandaids and scars around her wrist and pretty fingers.

He then sighed and chuckled a little as he imagined her trying her best to cook for him.

Dane quietly gathered her into his arms. He slowly carried her up along the stairs, as to not stir her from her peaceful slumber. And then, when they reached the room he gently settled her down so her back lay against the headbaord.

He rummaged through some drawers to find the first aid kit. Once he found it, took out the alcohol and extra bandaids. Dane quietly unpeeled her bandaids one by one. He used the cotton and dabbed it in alcohol as he gently patted it against her wounds. She flinched every now and then, still deep in her sleep.

Only when Dane stuck the new bandaids back on her fingers, did she stir awake and yawn.

“…Dane? You’re back…” she looked to her hands and smiled at him. “And you changed my bandaids. Thank you.”

“You worked hard, sorry I didn’t get to taste your delicious cooking. Some things came up,” he leaned in to try to kiss her but she turned away.

“You’re out late. Again,” Prisana sulked off to the side because she sniffed something familiar. “You reek of alcohol too.”

The lynx disapprovingly watched Dane lower his head in shame as he nervously forced an apologetic smile. He climbed into the bedcovers to sit next to her. Ever so smoothly, he pulled her into his arms but she still pretended as if she was untrusting and mad even though they both knew exactly where he had been.

“I feel like a woman who has been cheated on by a bad man…None other than with the devil too.”

Is this that emotion people experienced? Dane chuckled and teased her, “Are you…jealous?”

Now she turned to him with her cheeks flushed pink.

“A little. I’m your dear wife and yet the devil spends seven days a week with you, hours on end,” he found laughter dance in those brown eyes. “We’re a newly married couple! How dare you already try and cheat on your lovely wife?”

“Never,” he vowed. “I would be the stupidest man alive to ever do so.”

Only then Prisana leaned in to peck him on the lips as she chuckled. “My husband is smart.”

Truly, if the beast inside was serious, all he wanted to do was monopolize her days, hours, and minutes on end. There wasn’t a moment where she wasn’t in the back of his mind. He’d wondered what she was doing. If she was eating well, if her legs would hurt from walking, or if she’d easily get sick by the cold dreary weather as of late.

He wondered all of those things and more. After Prisana pulled away, he leaned over her and drilled in a passionate kiss. Pecks were a tease. He longed and missed for her the moment they parted. Dane kissed her like every touch and taste would be the least. He was thinking about his family and about how now, he’d never want to lose her or Bailey.

She moaned into his lips as he sucked on her lower lip. And then, with a breathlessly content sigh, Dane simply pulled away. He satifyingly pulled away and leaned his shoulder against her. Everything over the past few weeks began to catch up to him, especially since the fated elections were tomorrow.

Would he succeed or fail?

“Dane, do you have anything you want to tell me?” she whispered as they sat side by side against the bed. “I don’t want to keep being the pestering wife but the elections are tomorrow and I want to support you any way I can.”

“Okay. Give me your shoulder.”

“What?” she questioningly asked.

He could hear her sucking in her breath while he chose to diverge some of his heart to her. The lynx had all of his heart but telling it to her was a different story. And right now, he wanted stories with each other until there were none left to tell.

Dane simply placed his head against her shoulder. When he did so, it felt as if all his worries were being washed away in a single instant. Her shoulder was so small yet could uplift his burdens.

Was this how it felt, to be in the presence of someone you loved, and they could erase the world outside altogether? It was beautiful. Moments with her like this, really sparked emotions he never thought could arise within him.

She was truly the epitome of the other piece of him he never knew he needed until now. Everything felt right with the universe when Bailey sat beside him but when his lynx was beside him, he both knew the universe was right and complete within arms reach.

“…Prisana, I’m tired. I’m tired of being a CEO. I’m tired of pursuing my revenge. I’m tired of…being someone that I am not.”

“Dane Lennox,” she sweetly whispered.

It caused tremors in his heart to beat when he heard his name utter from her lips. No one ever spoke his real name for a long time. Hearing his name really reminded him of who he was. Elias Blackwell was this man in the public’s eyes and here Dane Lennox, was someone in Prisana’s eyes that only she would ever know.

Bittersweet, it made Dane’s heart sigh in relief that someone like his lynx was there to remember who he was. Sometimes, he forgot his true self. He lovingly chucked the underside of her chin.

“Only when I’m with you, do I feel relaxed and as if, all my worries are gone. The way you’re supporitng me by being here beside me is enough. If you could do this for a lifetime, that’d be great too.”

She chuckled at that last part, “I charge more if you’re asking for a lifetime.”

“I’d give you all I own and everything I am, just to have you for a lifetime.”

Prisana sighed and narrowed her eyes at him, “You’ve already won me over a thousand times. Now shh, lay on me and rest.”

He did. Dane kept laying down on her shoulder, lulled by the quiet to close his eyes.

Then, her hand flew to his hair. Prisana simply stroked his hair with her hand as he lay on her shoulder. He didn’t remember how long they stayed there like that but before he knew it, the world grew quiet and dark.

All he could envision was a future with his dearest lynx before the storm could rage.