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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.❤️‍🔥

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My heart raced as the traditional bridal music started playing. I could taste my own heart — as my mind raced. The atmosphere was peaceful and filled with happiness, everyone from afar seemed to have the same love struck puppy look in their eyes as today was a joyous occasion. It's been a long time since I have been surrounded with such an atmosphere but of course it felt very different to me.

I felt him bring me closer his scent filling up my nostrils as I instinctively laid my head on his chest. This gave me the assurance that I still had time— ironically he pulled me from my mind as I had envisioned myself walking to him, it was only a matter of time I knew it deep down —the Viking man didn't hide that it would happen in anyway but I refused to believe it.

I could tell that he wasn't interested in what was going in front of him but was only here because of me. We were finally attending the wedding and it was magnificent. I watched calming down a bit in the comfort of his chest ironically. It was a beautiful wedding but it brought me nothing but tiny bit of anxiety. My heart rate was not constant at pace. The reality setting in.

"Would you like us to leave?" He asked presumably sensing my discomfort. I said no before I looked to my left side looking at all his brothers looking ahead, they all looked forward and very focused; like robots— robots that were always alert, my eyes moved to the end before connecting with Lucan who smiled before waving at me. I haven't seen a number of them on this trip until now. The two rows that the O'Sullivans acquired stood out. It was in the atmosphere.

"Do you guys always go to weddings?"

"No." Was all he said I looked up at the Viking man for a second starting to lightly play with his beard, something that had now become a calming habit I think that's why he grew it out and no longer shaved it off. Now he looked like a full bearded fucking Viking, and I couldn't help but clench my legs – an involuntary reaction. He was a sight for sore eyes, yet simultaneously, he had a way of making raising fear from the pits of your stomach, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away because he not only exuded the presence of a God, he resembled one.

The sensation of his eyes on me sent a shiver down my spine, a subtle yet electrifying connection he controlled.

I watched the wedding unfold before me. Despite the direction of my life I still found it quite beautiful yet now I had a new found fear for it, especially sitting next to the man who has promised me marriage. I looked around me wondering if the groom was also shady any relative of Lachlan's was bound to be evil, it just ran in the family.

Was she also going through what I was going through.

My mind started running as I wondered if the girl knew or was she also kidnapped, I wondered if she consented to this but I was reminded of her eyes and smile. It was genuine — despite knowing how happy she was I couldn't help but wonder. Despite the fact that my body completely succumbed to his touch, I didn't forget. I wouldn't be able to put him into words even if I tried. There went enough words to describe how monstrous he was.

I stopped my thoughts before going any further, I didn't want to have those kind of thoughts as I was practically draped in his addictive scent, there was no space between him and I. I knew that if my mind went there I would surely have a panic attack. I thought about my periods so far I haven't felt like my ovaries would explode out of my vagina so things were not really that bad, but then again it was only just the first day. I was truly grateful to the pills; I had already had a head start on.

I have never asked the Viking man of his sexual history or previous relationships, I was now curious because it literally felt like it was the first time he was around a woman on periods, maybe it was because of my condition but it definitely was a different still demanding side of him. He was on his phone with my doctor and his sister confirming if I could go to the wedding or not, I understood because normally I wouldn't even be able to stand but as I have mentioned I felt very different this time around.

He didn't treat me like I had a disease or anything but he just checked in with me from time to time if I was still okay, I hated to admit it but I appreciated it and it sent tiny dancers to my feet. The way he handled the situation earlier on today amazed me but then again he had made it clear before that he would do anything for me aside from let me leave him of course. Lachlan was the embodiment of evil and a gentleman man.

We didn't stay for the entire service after the vows we were on our way home because the Viking man said I needed my rest. Which I needed because I had been sitting in the same position for far too long.

The drive was short lived. When we drove in I felt relief I was beyond tired and my back hurt. My body was fucking weird whenever I was on my periods I dreaded it. We walked into the place the first thing I thought about was a warm scented bath that I would soak in for hours until I felt better and the thought of getting out of this dress dominated my mind with ease, I craved the feeling of one the Lachlan's big t-shirts.

I paused my retelling of my very descriptive dream which I had started in the car, as I watched him instinctively and effortlessly take off my heels and replace them with the comfy rabbit slippers from the cabinet next to us, sending me to foot heaven.  I had complained a while ago about wearing heels for a long period of time and how much I just wanted to immediately throw them off the minute we entered the door - but I gave it no thought because it was just a passing complaint.

"So the banana turned out to be a woman who sings?" He asked following with what I was telling him. I watched him stand up to his full height easily towering over me, warmth flooding my stomach as I stuttered a thank you. I couldn't believe that just with one complaint the man built a whole cabinet for my slippers. He did it so instinctively and effortlessly as if it was the most normal thing he could ever do. I could feel my face get warm as words caught in my throat, I felt little shocks of lightning flush over my body. "I -and -" I felt very weird.

"Thank you." I said unable to control my hit face. I cleared my throat before composing myself, more than happy to distract my thoughts.

"It's not just a woman, Lachlan; it's Meryl Streep," I stated, ensuring he grasped the significance of the name. His expression remained unchanged; the name held no meaning for him. Yet, I valued his intrigue in everything I shared – simply because I was speaking. I cherished how he not only listened but actively engaged, occasionally prompting me about details I would soon forget about him.

"Should I know who that is, Mo Grà?" I still couldn't grasp the meaning, but the term felt possessive yet endearing, casting a heavy weight upon me.

"See this is why you need to watch that movie with me."

"I'm not watching that movie with you." He said not budging at all. Leading us into the kitchen. Let's just say he has walked in on me watching it and I'm guessing he had no interest in musicals.

"But what if it will help me- us figure out my dream." I said popping out my eyes and holding onto his arm which didn't make the dramatic stop I had imagined. I didn't really care much before about him watching this movie with me but now I had way to many theories concerning the movie and in order for him to understand he needed to watch the movie which he refused to do. It's not that he had something against movies he just didn't like the whole television thing at all.  Freaking Viking.

"And... and I -" I paused walking into the kitchen seeing all of his brothers in one room half of them helping themselves around and the other just standing. It felt like an abomination there should not be so many of them, one alone was more than enough. I felt like they could single handedly kill all the people on this earth easily.

"Hello." I uncomfortably waved not realising that I discreetly hid most of myself behind the Viking man which was ironic. I was reminded of the day I had seen them for the first time, so many lives lost and so much of blood. It had been better when I saw them in their home— it was a comfy space enough to fool my brain. I could hear their deep voices fill the room which wasn't really registering to me. I feared for the world for a minute because all of these men were beautiful, Lachlans entire family looked like Viking Gods.

"It's our favorite Sister-in-law," Lucan's voice boomed, and he smiled at me, but made no attempt to get close. Lucan was cautious, aware of the unpredictable nature of his brother's demons, and I understood his hesitation.

"She's our only sister-in-law."

"Why are you hiding her, brother? She must be going crazy at this point being only exposed to you." Despite how they looked, they always seemed welcoming to me in their twisted way.

"Mo Grà, head upstairs. I will join you later; I have to take care of a few things," he said to me, as if his brothers were not squeezing the goodness out of this world. I nodded as he kissed my forehead before I made my way.

"When will you do more Ninja stuff?" Lucan asked, looking at me with excitement in his eyes before Lachlan said something to him, signaling me to go. I shortly waved, almost flinching at the deep voices that filled the room, wishing goodbye.

Upstairs, I found a quiet haven away from the O'Sullivan men below. I settled into a cozy corner, wondering about Lachlan's brothers and their peculiar sense of humor. The muffled conversation drifted from downstairs as I let my mind wander, eagerly anticipating Lachlan's return.

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I tossed for the last time, sitting up and throwing the teddy bear he had bought me on the floor. I was annoyed that it didn't give off the body temperature he did, mainly because it wasn't him, no matter how hard it was to admit. My eyes moved to the teddy bear on the floor, my heart sinking. I quickly got off the bed, picked up my teddy bear, and dusted him off, rapidly apologizing.

"I'm so sorry Junior. -it's just that I feel very overwhelmed and I can't sleep. I'm sorry that I hurt you I should have never took out my frustrations on you."  My relationship with this teddy bear only developed recently because of the distain I held for the man who bought it until I had missed all my stuffed animal babies from back home. I remember packing it for the trip as I watched the smug look on Lachlan's face even though he said nothing.

"-Well it's just the Viking man made me so accustomed to his hold and warmth and now I am very much struggling to fall asleep." I sighed my hands around him. We had settled our differences a while back when I realised it wasn't his fault that the psychopath had bought him and he definitely didn't mean anything to him so I warmed up to him and just like that he felt like one of my stuffed animal babies back home.

Lachlan has been gone for a while and as much as I knew that it was probably urgent I just didn't understand why it was taking so long. I had tried going to bed after my long soak but nothing. I tossed and turned until I gave up.

"So it's just you and I for tonight and hopefully you will knock me out."

"Do I need to throw that thing out?" He asked making me jump at his deep voice filling the room commanding my attention. He stood to his full height, watching me frozen with a teddy bear in my hands, barely holding it up. I shyly smiled at him, wondering how long he had been there. Those thoughts immediately ceased as I noticed his eyes darken, taking me in. I was in one of his shirts, not buttoned up; only two buttons were fastened. Everything irritated me when I wanted to sleep but couldn't

"I-why would -would you say such a thing." I asked holding my hands over the teddy's ears making him raise a brow at me. I dropped the teddy on my bed as I simply just took him in; my emotions running high.

"I don't like how close that thing is to you."

"Come here," he commanded, his voice low and commanding, a subtle intensity in his eyes.

I approached him, drawn by the magnetic pull of his presence. "Are you jealous of a teddy bear?" I asked, a playful lilt in my voice, attempting to diffuse the tension that lingered in the air between us.

"It's too close for my liking," I gulped nervously at the overwhelming proximity.

"Must you always tempt me," he said, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me in. His lips met mine, and in that kiss, every inch of my body came alive.

"Lachlan, I'm on my period," the words slipped out, my heart racing as I got lost in the dark, empty pools of his eyes. I didn't want a mess down there, nor did I want to lead him on in any way.

"I am aware, lass," he reassured, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

"You look like you want to devour me," I noted aloud, my voice steady. His body against mine alone ignited a different kind of heat, and I pressed against him, trying to even out my breathing. I could feel his well-sculpted, hard body against my own. Though I was aware that during my periods, I felt a heightened desire, I didn't anticipate it would be the same case now, I didn't know why because my body had proved countless of time to me that it wasn't mine. Just from the contact, I needed a cold shower.

"For the record I always want to fuck you." He said seriously, I felt my heart and vagina skip a beat at the look in his eyes. I knew the only thing keeping him from tearing my shirt apart were my periods; as much as my blood boiled and my entire body succumbed to him, I was grateful for my periods. I already had issues with my back, and I couldn't handle him breaking it right now.

"Why are you not sleeping and instead speaking to teddy bears, lass?" I took a moment, letting the warmth radiating from his powerful body envelop me.

"He listens to me." I simply said, recollecting myself.

"I will only warn you once love, don't look at me like that." He said his voice gruff as he tightened his hands around me. The warning in his eyes clear enough for me as I cleared my throat and tried to put distance between us.

I felt like I could breathe once again as he moved around, taking off his watch. I couldn't look away from him; the man was the embodiment of masculinity—even in something as simple as undressing. He did it so gracefully that I never wanted to take my eyes off him.

"I -I Lachlan I - the teddy- I was speaking to him letting him know my inability to fall asleep at this hour." I said very calmly, as I gulped at his words, still fresh in my mind. My brows creased when I watched him stop undoing his shirt when he was just three buttons down before putting on his watch.

"Did you enjoy the Wedding?" He wasn't undressing anymore. His movements were of someone preparing to leave. I felt my stomach drop at the realisation, I didn't want him to leave he just got here but I would not tell him that. I would rather her suffer in silence.

I placed the teddy on the bed, fixing the sheets, preparing to sleep even though I had been in there not so long ago. I hated an unmade bed. I also wanted to clear my mind of the fact that he just got here, yet he was leaving again.

"I couldn't care less, lass."

"Why?"

"I don't understand the hassle. If it were up to me, I would be just fine with a signature, but I'll respect your wish for a ceremony," he said, each word sinking in as he held my gaze. My movements slowed at his words.

"Put on your little animal thing that you love; it's cold outside," my mind raced before I could stop it, my uneasiness evaporating as I realised that he was clearly taking me with him. Another note to put at the back of my mind and think about it later on when I couldn't sleep. I was tired of sitting alone in here. My mood immediately shifted as my mind processed his words, trying to figure out what he meant by 'animal thing' before making a connection. I was amused.

"Do you mean my onesie?" I asked. My confusion turned to amusement when I realized what he was talking about. I found the seriousness in his voice most amusing, if not downright cute.

"Is it the one with the bunny ears?" He asked. I wondered why we didn't just sleep. He must have been tired especially after the meetings with his brothers, it has been a long day and I don't remember ever hearing this man say that he was tired but I knew that he had to be.

"Yes, Lachlan," I said, chuckling. Heading into the closet to put on my onesie, I explained the origin of the word while changing. I emerged dressed, with no worries about my pad since I had just changed it ten minutes ago. Walking out, I found him coming out of the bathroom with a small bag.

"Where are we going?" I asked, my eyes going over him. He seemed more relaxed than before, and my stomach fluttered at his appearance. I had seen him just a minute ago, but no one could get used to this man's presence.

"We're going on a drive; it's raining outside. I know it will help you sleep because of your peculiar obsession with rain," he said, making me take in a deep breath before playing his words over in my head.

"Did you just say I'm weird?" I asked, finding it utterly crazy as butterflies flooded my stomach while he towered over me. Choosing to focus on just that, because I didn't know how to handle myself at this revelation.

"Of course not, Mo Grà," he said, kissing my forehead, watching me as a smile took over my features. I couldn't help the happiness and anticipation as I thought about the sound of the rain hitting the moving car.

"I'm very excited!" I said, almost jumping, taking his huge hand into mine as I started to pull him. The amusement in his voice, as he didn't even slightly budge, made me recollect myself before asking him if we could go. I recall little about our way to the car or driving out of the driveway. The minute I heard the sound of rain beating against the car, I was gone.

The sound of the heavy rain was a lullaby as I sat next to him; he drove without a problem. I couldn't believe what was happening, but I was grateful, and my whole body was more calm. He had brought a blanket and draped it over me before switching on the air con of the car just enough to make it a little chilly. He knew exactly what I liked; I was speechless.

"Do we have a destination?" I questioned before placing my hand over my mouth, yawning, my eyes heavy. Even just a glimpse outside the road was satisfying. Watching the racing raindrops on my window as the rain beat down on the car, the sound eerily exciting yet calming my body at the same time was unexplainable.

"No, we will be on the road until you fall asleep." I comfortably snuggled into the corner facing the Viking man as I watched him. I have never thought anyone had the ability to look so good while driving. My mind ran wild with questions; for one, why was such a beautiful man so sinister? But for tonight, it wasn't a question that weighed down on me heavily.

No matter the situation, one couldn't just forget how incredibly intimidating this man was. He was naturally intimidating; this was one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me, yet despite that, he was still a terrifying enigma. I watched him easily and willingly drive me around in the rain in his car just so I could enjoy the rain and fall asleep. I could feel sleep creeping in as I found comfort and joy in the blanket wrapped around me, keeping me warm.

"Thank you, Viking man," I finally whispered, my eyes closing, the sound of the rain against the car bringing me sweet comfort as I snuggled into my onesie, grateful for the unexpected adventure with this intriguing man. I went into deep slumber, a ghost of a smile on my face.

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