"Finally," Romeo shook his head, unable to contact the excitement. "She's returning to where she belongs. Of course, me," proud smile spreads over his face as he brushes his fingers in hair.
'Karenina... Karenina... My Karenina is coming back to me. My beloved Mate... My princess... My eyes were waiting for this text...'
He sits on his chair, his back leaning on the soft cushion of the chair, while his elbows rested on the chair's arms. Bringing his phone close, he re-read the texts again and again until he was sure of it. His eyes glanced at his pants— he was hard because of the excitement of finally having Karenina close to him.
"Hm, what is this? I wanted to hold myself until she arrives," he murmured in utter annoyance, and his finger by mistake tapped on the call sign.
[ H-Hello...Mr Salvatore...?] Karenina's melodious voice graced his ears and his body jolted out in shock.
