Chapter 26

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^^ Mario- Let me love you.

Matéo Santiago's POV

It has been a few weeks  since Adeline has joined us at the Golden Phoenix.

She started training yesterday and it's clear that she is a truly physical fighter.

She has fought only two people at practice so far, Ayesha and Nya.

Each and every time, one of them has had to concede defeat.

Adeline always has this wild look in her eyes and her brother is constantly giving her tips, being a little bit harsh with her, when she gets things wrong.

I watch her train and she seems to be getting stronger and stronger each day.

That's my girl...

***

Right now we are at home.

We have just come back from college and we are in the kitchen preparing dinner.

No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to cut up these damn vegetables, if my life had depended on it.

I can cook. I've always been able to.

But this is my downfall each and every time.

She noticed and laughs at my frustration.

I feel myself turning a deep shade of red.

I handle knives all of the time!

And yet, cutting up peppers is a calamity.

She steps in front of me, our bodies extremely close, her ass dangerously close to my hips.

She picks the knife up nimbly away from my hand, her fingers brushing against my palm slightly.

She smells faintly of the coconut shampoo that she uses and she wears one of my hoodies, along with a pair of leggings.

I watch as she swiftly cuts up the peppers, using the knife to remove the seeds in one quick movement.

She attempts to move away and wash the rest of the seeds off of the inside, but I stop her by grabbing her waist.

I hug her waist, just wanting to feel her warmth near me.

I kiss the side of her neck and trail a few soft kisses behind her ear.

She snuggles into my chest and lets me hug her for a while, before pulling away, to get on with the rest of the food and I help her.

                               ***

After eating, we go to the kitchen and start to clear up.

She asks me if she can play music from her phone, while cleaning up and I nod.

'Mario- Let me love you' starts to play.

I laugh as she start to sing the song as if her heart is breaking, hitting all the high notes and dancing like she is performing at the biggest concert of her life!

She's adorable.

She catches me staring and holds the wooden spoon to my face like it's a microphone and I sing with her, song after song until we're exhausted.

I have a terrible singing voice.

But I'm not Mario, I'm Matéo.

I hug her close and she looks up at me and looks at my lips, saying nothing.

I lean forwards to kiss her.

My lips are just about to touch hers, but then I feel something hit my head.

My mouth drops open in shock and she doubles over laughing.

She has just dumped a fistful of flour on my head!

I am so shocked that I don't even feel her wriggle out from in front of me and start to sprint away.

I run after her, chasing her once around the kitchen and then into the living room.

She is fast, but I am much faster. She squeals as I gain speed on her.

She runs back into the kitchen, giggling like a little kid I grin and chase her into a corner.

I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder easily.

I spin around making her shriek.

"Matéo, put me down now!" She giggles.

"I want my apology!" I say.

"Never!" She exclaims.

I walk into the living room with her and drop her on the couch, straddling her before she can move away.

I start to tickle her relentlessly and she shrieks with laughter.

"No! No!" She yells laughing, trying to push my hands away.

"Say sorry!" I demand, grinning back at her.

"Sorry! I'm sorry!" She yells.

I relent and stop tickling her.

"Oh my gosh, I can't breathe!" She giggles and I chuckle at her.

Her face is bright and care free, stands of her curly dark hair around her face.

She looks so beautiful...

"I love you" I blurt out.

She smiles up at me, her eyes twinkling.  

"I love you more" she responds gently.

                                ****

I have taken a shower to remove the flour from my hair and shoulders.

We are sitting on our bed, cuddled up together, while watching some movie about some crazy couple who think that they are birds and the woman has eventually lost her memory or something like that.

I don't know...

She sniffles from time to time, during a few of the scenes but doesn't cry at all.

I wrap my arms around her tightly and she looks up at me.

The look on her face is not like anything I've ever seen.

It makes my heart skip a beat or two.

She sits up properly and kisses me gently.

It's a shock, because I am normally the one to start kissing and touching her.

The kissing soon turns to more touching.

She slips her hands under my shirt and I am trying to keep in control.

She pulls away and sighs. We don't say anything for a while.

We just lay there in comfortable silence.

Then she speaks up.

"Matéo you never got to tell me about your biological mother" she says.

I nod.

"I don't remember much" I admit.

"She died when I was a kid, and my dad nearly lost his mind." I say.

I remember just not seeing my father for months after my mother died and then he later spoke to me about it and apologised for not being there.

A couple of months later, he married Sofia, my step mother. She brought with her my older brother Riccardo and they later had my sisters Grace and Maria.

Sofia told me when we met that she wouldn't try to replace my mother. Just be a second mother.

She treats me with love and care to this day.

"D'you have a picture?" Ade asks.

I nod, taking out my phone

"She was Puerto Rican and Angolan" I tell her.

"She's beautiful" Ade says, and I feel my heart pound in my chest.

"She would have loved you" I say.

She kisses me.

"Thank you for your vulnerability baby" she says, before laying down.

I hold her.

"Good night, my love" she says to me with a yawn and I chuckle softly.

I can't believe my luck.

"Good night baby" I respond, kissing the top of her head.

She cuddles me and soon enough, her breaths start to feel heavy and she has fallen asleep.

I turn off the tv and move to get out of the bed to get undressed, but she quickly wraps her arms around my neck, still in her sleep.

I face her and let her.

She talks in her sleep.

"No, don't!" She says. Her arms wrap themselves tighter around me.

Her voice is extremely weak and I feel her tears running down my neck, her grip weakening around me.

"Dad, stop! please..." she mutters.

I have had enough!

"Baby, wake up" I say to her a little bit sternly.

Her words are distorted but I can tell that she's fighting hard.

I kiss her lips a couple of times.

"Ade, darling you need to wake up" I whisper desperately trying not to yell and startle her.

Her tears brush the tips of my fingers as her eyes snap open.

"Matéo?" She croaks.

Her eyes are red and she holds me so tightly.

Her hair is plastered to her face from all the sweat and tears from her movements.

"Amoré, you were just having a bad dream" I tell her, trying to calm her down as well as my heart rate.

She looks into my eyes and the next few words that she says, cut deeper into my soul, than any knife has ever been.

"That wasn't a dream baby, that was a memory"

I suddenly feel the urge to kill someone!

And I think know exactly who...

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