Chapter 3 - A love to last

He had never had to work so hard to contain himself in his life.

"Happy?" he asked her with twinkling eyes.

Freya nodded, returning his grin as she wiggled excitedly in his lap. Falcon's smile dropped as he sucked in a breath, planting his hands either side of hips and holding her still. "Don't do that, angel," he gritted out, fighting down the tingling sensation that spread through his body like wildfire.227

Freya pouted, staring at his lips sadly. She looked down, guilt filling her chest. "I'm sorry," she mumbled quietly.11

Falcon cursed in his head, damning his instincts and his dick to hell. He pulled her closer to his chest, nuzzling his head into her hair as he sighed. "It's okay, baby girl," he said softly. "You didn't do anything wrong, I promise."50

Freya looked up at him with sad and hopeful eyes. "You sure?" she asked, her voice still softened with guilt.

Falcon let out a breathy laugh, a smile gracing his handsome features once again. "Positive," he mumbled into her hair.5

Freya's childish grin was back in seconds and she hopped off his lap as the bell for the end of lunch blared through the crowded cafeteria. It was only now that the couple realised that their little exchange hadn't gone unnoticed; in fact, it seemed the majority of the room were openly staring and whispering about the two as Falcon stood up, wrapping his arm around Freya's petite shoulders. 93

The girl timidly clutched herself closer to Falcon's larger form as the numerous eyes began to weigh down on her. Falcon was quick to catch on to her discomfort and glared at every face in the room, a snarl pulling up the corner of his mouth. "Mind your own fucking business," he growled, his voice filling the room as he ushered his shy princess through the large doors.53

Any emotion but happiness from the small girl - and perhaps some variations of the feeling - was something Falcon was beginning to abhor. He never wanted to see her without a smile lighting her delicate features - except in very specific situations, but even then, what she would feel would be the furthest thing from pain or sorrow.192

Falcon cleared his throat, blinking a few times as he tried to settle himself. She was innocent, and he had to remind himself of that fact whenever thoughts of her filled his head.31

Together, they walked into the only class that Falcon bothered to show up to, completely having to do with that fact that it was the only class he shared with the only person he cared about. Upon walking inside the classroom, Falcon was stopped by a friendly hand on his shoulder, the face of one of his old friends coming into view.7

It had been years since Falcon had last seen some of his old "gang," as they called it. They acted as if Falcon could slip right back into his place among the group but he knew better; Falcon had changed immensely over his time away. He wasn't the person they knew anymore.1

"Hey man," Jason - if Falcon's memory was correct - addressed him. "Why don't you come sit up the back with us?"

Jason's eyes flittered down to the girl under Falcon's heavy arm, a charming smile lighting his face. "You can bring your friend if you want," that word was enough to have Falcon's features settling into a stony expression, but what came after it made it hard to hold back his fist from being introduced to his smug face.

He winked. 130

Falcon's fist clenched. How the dumb fuck didn't realise Falcon's obvious claim over her was baffling.5

A gentle hand against his chest dragged his narrowed eyes away from the boy in front of him to the girl beside him. After witnessing one instance of it already, Freya had quickly caught on to the tell-tale signs that Falcon was ready to throw punches.

Murderous expression? Check. 17

Clenched fists? Check.

Tense body? Check. 9

And the one thing Freya found adorable; twitching nose. Also, a check. 128

Freya pushed down the giggle that threatened to erupt from her mouth.

With Falcon's attention successfully diverted to her, Freya snuggled into his warmth, wordlessly encouraging him to let it go. Little by little, his body relaxed. He returned his gaze to the boy in front of them, Jason's face had paled slightly, understanding filling his features.11

"Uh-y-your girl can join us," his wide eyes danced around the room, refusing to meet either of the couple's gazes. "I-if she wants."60

Falcon didn't grace him with an answer, knowing that anything coming out of his mouth at this point would be less than friendly. He simply grunted, steering Freya around the boy to what had become their seat. Freya felt a weird sense of giddiness inside her stomach as she sat down. She liked the effect she had on Falcon; an effect which she was pretty sure no one else had.9

Falcon grabbed her tiny hand in his, curling his arms around it before laying his head on top of the tangle of arms. He pressed a soft kiss to each of Freya's knuckles, her heartbeat doubling as he contentedly closed his eyes. Freya didn't hold back her grin as she stared at the man next to her. She was completely smitten with him and not a single part of her minded.34

Whether or not he wanted her in that way, she was his. 64

It was as simple as that.

F R E Y A H A D a feeling being dropped home by Falcon every day was going to become as natural as breathing. It had only been their second day of knowing each other and yet, Freya had automatically made her way towards the familiar shiny black bike after exiting the school doors.

Yes, she broke her vow.

he death tra


ow they stood in front of her home, Falcon trapped by Freya's tiny arms as she refused to let go. Not that he minded in the least. "Fr

o the man over the short period of time they had known each other. She couldn't help it; her naive a

his forehead onto the top of her head.

the small girl, cradling her head in his hands as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'll see

ng to pout as Falcon stood there helplessly. "Come on, don't be like that Fr

he still wasn't happy. A small smile crept onto Falcon'

lready going to be late to work at this rate, Freya broke free from the embrace and raced up the driveway to her front door. She grabbed her key from he

g into him as she squealed. "Daddy!" she gri

d quiet. Freya looked behind her to see what he was glaring at, only to see Falcon revving his bike and

dy," she giggled. "He'

ore, Freya," Her father's voice interrupt

ng a pout. "But why?" she whined. "I really

sh enough to have her cringing a

e door and threw herself onto her bed. She grabbed her stuffed bunny, cuddling it close to her chest as she whimpered.


out of her pity party and she sat up, clutching her bunny to her

she took in Freya's state. She shook her head, shuffling over to the bed and sittin

calmed down completely, Kendra spoke. "If this is how you are after knowing the boy

eyes looking up into Kendra's comforting brown

at each other the way he looks at you," Kendra paused for a moment, raising an amused

biting her lip to contain her embarrassment. Kendra's

ned her from ever s

her cheeks once more. "W-why doesn't da-daddy l-like him?"

g. Freya looked up at her favourite maid questioningly. The knowing look on Kendra's f

to tell you, love

d herself off Kendra's lap, s

she couldn't say anything. "It's best coming from your fath

ya snuggled into her bunny, whining as her thoughts instantly swarmed with images of Falcon. She

e forest green eyes that she was afraid she might never be allowed to look into ever again. She carefully retrieved the page from the chest, staring at it for a few momen

all ver

just being a b

her drooping eyes to close as she sniffled. C

ow her alarm clock read 7:53 pm. She stretched, barely filling half of her king-sized bed, and rubbed her sore eyes with both fists. Sh

er way to her closest. It was almost her bedtime; sh

o-piece that her mother had insisted she buy for her, a p


erson behind the noise and she was in clothes that she would never want to be

lutching her bunny in fear. A familiar chuckle followed by a muffled curse drew her off the bed and closer to the window, stuffed toy in hand. She

rite green eyes came into view and sh

apple bobbing as he swallowed harshly. Freya didn't notice the way his eyes had darkened,

nough for Falcon to slip into her room. He did so without a second's hesitation and stood in fro

im tightly to her much smaller body. Falcon hesitantly returned the e

ly as possible but she clung to him with a whimper. Thinking quickly, he curled his hands around both of h

he nestled her face into the crook of his neck, rubbing her chee

let out a breathy laugh. "I wasn't gone for that long, baby gir

s shirt. "But da-daddy said I c

his was bound to happen; no sane parent would allow a girl like Freya to be around a guy like Falcon. Honestly, he didn't blame her father. He would h

He wasn't about to lose her

temper get the best of him, but at that moment, he couldn't care less. For the first time in his life, he actuall

hiccupped as she leaned b

power to say no when she

reased in frustration. "What abou

. "K-Kendra is the only one who ever wakes me up," she sniffled again, wiping away a

gain as he watched her with a gentle

ing under the covers on the opposite side. Freya immediately curled up against him, settling her stuffed bunny between

ould ever be able to slee

o Falcon's face as he stroked her hair, his arms securely wrapped around her waist. "G

ith the soothing rhythm of his hand over her hair and the comfort his warm body p