Roman's POV:

After I dropped Marina home I decided to take time to reflect. I couldn't believe I was falling this hard for a girl I barely know. Like how could I know if this was all an act and she wants money from me, or she deep down hates me. But there's something about her that makes me trust her, she brings me a sense of comfort. That makes me wanna protect her from anything harmful.

I get home and remember I have to make sure that the Kailyn woman from earlier never comes near me or My Marina again. I also think of some questions I want to discuss with my father regarding my wedding.

I set out to my fathers office to speak to him. After taking numerous staircases and turns around our massive home, I come to the most heavily guarded place. My father's office. All the guards standing around don't question my presence and let me through.

I open the two heavy doors and I see my father sitting at his desk, that is centred in the room big enough to be a banquet hall. He's typing away on his computer per usual.

"Dad" I say. He looks up at me briefly for a moment before turning his attention back to his computer.

"What is it?" he speaks back roughly to me. My father always took his anger out on me. If he had a bad day at work I was his target for the rest of the day. It's been going on since I was a little kid, so i've learned to try my best to stay out of his way.

As a kid I never got to go to the park and throw a ball around with my dad. Or sit at home on the couch and watch a football game with him. For fucks sake I barely get his attention. He acts like im non-existent most of the time.

"There was a conflict that took place today when I went to pick up the papers" I announced.

"Roman, I don't have time for your shit get to the point" my father spoke harshly. I inwardly got angry but kept my composure.

"I'll skip the story, but I want someone by the name of Kailyn fired immediately" I ordered. My father chuckled.

"Roman, you could've just wrote her fucking name down and left. Not waste my time like you always do with your nonsense" he spoke back at me.

I felt my stomach drop. I've never understood why he hates me so much. I've always kept my composure when he spoke to me that way, but I can't believe he still thinks he can treat me this way. I'll just send in a paper later.

I decide he doesn't need or deserve a response from me. I make my way out of his office heading back to my bedroom.

Once I get there I decided to take a shower.

Standing in the shower I reflect on how poorly he's treated me my whole life. He doesn't even treat me like i'm his son, he treats me as if i'm a mistake. A mistake he made.

I feel tears that i've held in for god knows how long start to poor down my face. I've never been one to let people see me upset. I hate showing people vulnerability. Even as a child I barely cried. It's always felt humiliating.

I get changed into just some sweatpants and lay down into bed. I still feel my tears pouring and pouring. At a time like this i've never had anyone to talk to. Or vent to.

Marina flickered across my mind. I knew if I called her telling her I needed someone to talk to, she wouldn't judge me. So that's what I did.

I grabbed my phone and contemplated weither to press call or FaceTime. I knew seeing her pretty face would cheer me up so I settled with FaceTime. I didn't click the button before I dried my eyes and made sure I looked like I wasn't crying.

Marina's POV:

I'm sitting at my vanity doing my nightly skincare routine when I see Romans name flash on my phone. Why is he facetiming me so late?

I take one last look in the mirror before answering. I gotta say, I do not look that great right now. My hair is thrown into a messy bun, I have eye patches on, and i'm wearing a hot pink night robe from Victoria's Secret. Oh well.

I answer the call and see Roman's pretty face pop onto my screen. "Hi Roman!" I exclaim. I sounded way too excited, and the big smile on my face wasn't helping the situation.

I couldn't lie though. All that's been on my mind was our kiss. How soft his lips felt on mines and how gentle he was being.

"Hey sweetheart" he spoke tiredly. I couldn't help but notice his voice cracked. I examined his face to see his eyes were bloodshot red.

I really hope he's not on something and he's calling me under the influence. But then I remembered earlier today Roman told me he had quit drugs a few years back when he had caught a bad addiction. He told me he only ever drinks a beer or two for a special occasion.

I also saw how there were dry tear stains on his pretty cheeks. That could only mean one thing...he was crying.

"Roman, are you okay?" I spoke softly. He chuckled lightly at me.

"I could lie to you and say yes, but then I would lose my purpose of calling you" he said again with his voice cracking. The way he sounded so vulnerable was breaking my heart to be honest.

"First of all, you can call absolutely any time you need it. And second of all what's wrong Ro?" I questioned him sympathetically.

"Thanks baby" he spoke with a soft smile appearing on his face making me smile.

I felt myself blushing at the pet name and then immediately stopped myself cause it wasn't the time for that. He was upset and wanted to talk about it.

"So I got home and I decided to go talk to my father about firing that woman that kissed me against my will today, and I had started speaking before he told me that I was a waste of his time. And it just made me think of all the times i've needed him as a dad in my life and all he's ever cared about was work" he told me sadly.

More tears started streaming down his face causing my heart to break. This was all too familiar with me.

"Ro, he doesn't deserve you at all. Your an amazing son and truly care about him and if he can't see that, then that's on him. And don't ever think your alone, my dad has always done the same thing to me. He truly only cares about work and not even his own child. He just treats me like i'm a burden." I replied to him.

I didn't even realize my own tears were streaming down my face now too. My whole life I have never heard anyone relate to me when it comes to dads. Every single friend i've had has never had a problem with their father. They all had good relationships with their dads, as it should be. But now hearing it from another person makes it feel way too real to me.

"Baby, hey, don't cry" Roman spoke softly.

I softly giggled at him. "Hey, your the one who was crying first" I said playfully.

He smiled at me. "I wish I was there to hug your right now" he spoke softly.

"Yeah me too...but Ro seriously if you ever need to talk to me don't think twice about calling me, i'll always be here for you. I'm all to familiar with these situations" I told him truthfully.

"Hey sweetheart? Why don't you come over here?" he asked me.

"Roman, oh, trust me I would. But my dad and mom have a curfew on me" I told him.

"Well can I come there?" he asked. Damn, he really wanted to see me.

"You definitely could, you could text me when your here and I can come down and tell the guards to let you through" I said excitedly.

I was gonna have a boy in my room for the first time. This was a big deal.

"Ok i'll be there soon. Bye Marina" he spoke while lifting himself off of his bed.

"Bye Ro" I spoke back. I ended our call and rushed around my room trying to make it look a little cleaner. This morning I had made a disaster figuring out what I was wearing to mines and Roman's coffee date. I decided to change into a baby pink cute silk night set from Victoria's Secret.

A few minutes later I went downstairs and let the guards know when they see Roman they can let him in. I waited in the foyer waiting for him to arrive. A few minutes later he walked in through the front door with a smile displayed on his face.

I felt myself blushing and walked over to him to hug him. He wrapped both his arms around me and pulled me closer into him.

I pulled back and grabbed his hand leading him upstairs. We walked to my room in silence, often taking glances at one another.

I opened the large door to my room, to which me and Roman walked inside. I felt rather awkward for me to actually have a boy in my room, the room i've had ever since I was a baby.

He looked around and looked at everything I had on display. I felt him standing by my baby pictures for way too long. "You were such a cute kid" he said.

"So i'm not cute anymore?" I joke playfully.

"Oh trust me, you are cute and so many things more." he said. I felt my whole stomach erupt with butterflies.

"Our kids will be adorable" he spoke boldly.

I choked on my own spit while looking at him. My cheeks were probably bright red. He was already thinking about children?! We aren't even married yet!

"Can I stay the night with you? Don't really wanna go back to that depressing house of mines." he asked me. He wanted the stay the night with me too?!

I composed myself before speaking. "Of course you can, we both need the sleep after a long day" I tell him.

He nods back at me. He grabs my hand and lays me down into my bed.

Where is this going?! I am not ready for anything yet!

He takes his shirt off in one swift motion revealing his beautiful samoan tattoo and his even more beautiful body in general.

"Baby, you look scared to death, don't worry we won't do any of that tonight. Take your mind out of the gutter!" he tells me playfully.

I feel relief wash over my body. I knew we had kissed today but this would be way too soon. He lays in my bed beside me and pulls me on to his chest. I can hear his heart beat so well.

He starts to rub soothing circles on my back calming me down. I start lightly tracing over his tattoo, feeling goosebumps arise on his soft skin.

"Marina, I know we haven't known each other for long at all, but I want you to know you are already very special to me." he tells me in a soft tone.

I look up at him and see he's already looking at me. I take notice of the small blush displayed on his face. Do I make him nervous?

"You are already very special to me too Roman. Not only are you the first boy i've kissed, but your the first boy i've truly cared for in my entire life" I tell him back.

He reaches over and turns my bedroom light off. It's so dark in my room I can't evenn tell his next move.

I feel my chin being lifted up, and his head leans towards mine. He places a passionate kiss on my lips before pulling back and kissing my temple one more time.

"Goodnight baby, sweet dreams" he whispers in my ear.

"Sweat dreams Ro" i tell him back.

He continues rubbing soothing circles on my back and I feel myself falling into a deep sleep.

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