•Diavolo DeLuca•

I told her to wear decent PJs, a set that doesn't show what's mine but she didn't listen to me, her legs are visible and if she bends over you can see her ass which is mine, all mine, everything mine.

She's currently sitting across from me eating mango and cucumber with lemon, salt and powdered chili called Tajín "What?" She covered her mouth with her left hand which is the one with the ring.

"You didn't listen to me," I crossed my arms.

"About what, handsome?" She took a sip of her water.

"Your PJs bunny, I can see everything!" I pointed at her pink panties.

Davina laughed "Diavolo we are in the plane's suite, the door is locked and you're the only one here, besides," she looked at the ring "I'm yours forever, remember?"

I couldn't help but smile "Yeah yeah," I reached for her hand and kissed the back of it "mine mine mine."

"Are we starting the plans for the wedding as soon as we get back?" She asked.

"If that's what you want then yes," I replied and she pulled her hand away, she stood up and laid on the bed holding Diavolo Jr. close to herself, I swear to god I will incinerate that plush if it gets more attention than me "Why can't you give me that kind of love?" I laid down beside her.

"You want me to squish you?" She giggled looking into my eyes.

I nodded "Yes, please."

"Right away," She straddled me and slid her arms under my torso to hold onto me like there was no tomorrow, I didn't think she was this strong, I can't breathe.

"Okay, you're very strong," I chuckled.

"You asked for it," she sat up with a smile on my face and the damn plush between her breasts, lucky plush.

"Are you wearing a bra?" I rose an eyebrow.

"Of course I am," she replied as her cheeks turned red.

"Liar," I pulled her shirt up and gasped seeing her nipples "why aren't you wearing a bra?"

"Because," she cleared her throat "my period gives me sore breasts so they don't like to be trapped in the bra."

"Did they tell you that?"

She giggled "Don't be silly," I love her innocence so much "boobies don't talk."

"They do to me, yours are always telling me they need my kisses," I flipped over so her back was against the bed and I was knelt between her bent legs "like this," I leaned down and kissed around her nipples letting my lips linger; soft moans left her mouth but I think the cold touch makes her moan a little louder because the other day after watching a movie she should've not seen, she wanted to try the ice cube thing and she was living for it, I'm telling you she was moaning like crazy as I ran my cold tongue between her folds, even more, when I flicked it on her swollen nub.

"Diavolo..." she gripped my hair as I wrapped my arms around her thighs and tortured her with short sucks on her pulsating clit.

I chuckled against her exposed flesh "You're not on your period, liar."

"Last week I was, you know that, you were grumpy because we couldn't fuck," a groan left her mouth as she tried to push my head close to her sex, she might be strong but not enough.

"Did you not wear a bra on purpose?" I looked into her eyes.

Davina groaned "My boobs are sensitive, please, just-" she covered her mouth and jumped off the bed.

"Davina?" I rose an eyebrow seeing her run into the bathroom and then heard her puke so I rushed to her side to hold her hair "bunny," I frowned rubbing her back "it must've been the Tajín."

"Yeah," she sat on the floor beside me "I'm sure it was that..." Davina seemed distant but it's normal when we are talking about her, she's healing amazingly fast but sometimes it gets to her and from the latest things she has told me her captor made her bulimic too.

I got up on my feet and picked her up by her waist to sit her on the counter "Here," I handed her a glass of water and she drank it while I flushed the toilet "I'll bring you your shorts."

"No," she said before I left the bathroom "there's a pair of joggers in the small suitcase under the bed, bring me those and a new pair of panties...I want to take a shower."

"Okay," I went back to the bedroom and looked under the bed compartment, pulled out her white carry-on bag and from it a burgundy thong and grey joggers. When I went back to the bathroom she was already in the shower, looking down at her feet "bunny, are you alright?"

Davina looked at me through the tarnished glass "Sì."

(Yes.)

She has the cutest accent, I really love it.

"Okay, non metterci tanto coniglietta, la cena sarà servita in 15 minuti," I said with a small smile.

(Okay, don't take too long bunny, dinner will be served in 15 minutes.)

She understands what I'm saying because I've been saying it for the past three weeks, she always decides to get in the shower last minute but I don't mind waiting for her. I sat on the bed waiting for her as I played on my phone some game Alexandria downloaded for me, the tower just keeps on growing but if you don't tap on time the big brick becomes smaller.

"Diavolo, can you help me?" Davina stood in front of me completely naked with her clothes in her hands.

I nodded putting my phone down "Of course," I grabbed the clothes from her hands and glanced at the scar on her abdomen, she still hasn't told me anything about it "bunny?"

"Yes?" she asked with her hands on my shoulders as she slid her legs in the holes of her underwear.

"I want to ask you something but I'm not sure-"

"Just ask," she interrupted.

I glanced at her eyes "It's about one of your scars..."

"I have many, you'll have to be more specific," she said.

Before asking I took a deep breath "The one, here," just when I was about to trace it she took a step back.

"Don't touch it," she picked up her clothes and locked herself in the bathroom.

"Davina," I got up and knocked softly on the door "bunny, come out, I'm sorry..."

"Go away!" she yelled.

A frown appeared on my face "Davina, please."

"Leave me alone!" she yelled louder, she was angry or broken...or both.

I took a deep breath, I'm not going to yell it will only make everything worse so I stepped back and laid on the bed looking at the door, waiting for her to come out but after two hours of just looking and skipping dinner I got worried so I used a pen to open the door. The sight of Davina laying on the floor using a towel as her blanket and another one as her pillow, broke my heart, I picked her up and took her to bed, put her under the blankets and walked out of the room to have dinner even if it was cold.

"Iavo, everything okay?" my sister asked as I sat down.

I nodded with my eyes on the view "Yeah..."

"Why didn't you guys come out for dinner?" she insisted.

"She wasn't very hungry so I stayed with her."

Elena nodded and looked away as if she knew something I don't which is bad. I ate my dinner thinking about why that scar, in particular, hurts her the most and why Powell didn't want to tell me anything about it...I know about the ones on her back and thighs; my poor bunny, she has gone through a lot, more than most humans will ever go through and she's barely 21...well, she'll be 21 this November.

When I went back to the room she was still sleeping but I brought her a glass of water (she wakes up thirsty in the middle of the night all the time) and her box of tissues just in case her allergies are acting out.

"I'm sorry, bunny," I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her as close as possible "I didn't mean to upset you," I hid my face in the crook of her neck "I promise to be a better husband for you and the best father I can be for our children which I can't wait for," I whispered with a soft smile on my lips; I know she can't hear me because she's asleep but she doesn't need to hear me.

I fell asleep like that, her little body against mine but I'm sure when I wake up she'll be on top of me. Next time we wake up we'll be in New York and I'm sure she will avoid me, I deserve it.

As soon as I woke up I felt her body missing on top of me so I sat up and looked around the room "Davina? bunny?" I got up on my feet and looked in the bathroom but the only thing I found was a bloody bandage on the trash can "what the hell?" I walked out of the room and saw Davina with her headphones on as she had breakfast but I didn't care, I picked her bridal style and took her to the room.

"Diavolo, what are you doing?" she took her headphones off as I put her down on the bed.

"I want you to tell me what this is," I went back into the bathroom and came out with the bandage in my hand.

Davina bit her lip and then looked away "Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?" I pinched her chin making her look at me.

"It's nothing," she repeated.

"Well I didn't cut myself so I'm going to go out there and ask them who got hurt," just when I was about to walk out she grabbed my hand "will you tell me now?"

Davina nodded standing up on the bed and then pulled her joggers down until they were pooling around her ankles "I cut myself."

"Why?" I frowned at the bandage around her upper thigh.

"Because I raised my voice at you."

"Davina, we don't have that kind of rules...the only rule we have is that you don't hurt yourself..." I sat on the bed and pulled her onto my lap "I owe you an apology."

"You don't..." she shrugged "you own me, I sh-"

"I do not own you Davina Alexander, we are getting married but you're not a house I can buy and decorate to my liking."

She bit her lip "I'm sorry I overreacted..."

"You didn't over react," I tickled her waist "I shouldn't have touched it or asked, you can tell me when you're ready," I took her hand in mine and kissed the back of it "don't ever hurt yourself again, got that?"

She nodded looking into my eyes "Yes, Diavolo."

"Good, are you ready for landing?"

"Yes, are you?" She whispered leaning her forehead against mine.

"Yes," I pecked her lips "I have all I need in this room."

She gasped jumping off my lap "I don't!" She threw on her joggers as she left the room and almost tripped. Davina came back with the plushie in her hands...I swear to God that bunny is going to the fire place as soon as we get home.

I'm supposed to be everything she nee-wait...I gave her that bunny.

OH THAT'S WHY SHE NEVER LET'S GO OF IT! BECAUSE SHE WANTS ME BESIDE HER AT ALL TIMES!