“Only a fool would treat you the way you have been treated, my sunlight.” Nevan said in the most soothing and loving voice you could have ever imagined.

You had told him of how you were treated as a child, and now. How you have been treated and how you are treated. It seems as though no one cares about you, no one is willing to keep you as your friend. Not willing to hear what you have to say. But not Nevan. For Nevan Lothaire, would give you more than just his attention. He would burn the universe to see that smile of yours.

“You are a treasure, the rarest of them all. More valuable than gold or obsidian. I wouldn't dare to do that to you, not to the one that I am so drugged on. For if I would take my mind off you for a single second, I would burn and become naught but ash.” Nevan kneeled before you, his hands going to his thighs. His beautiful honey eyes were locked into your face. It was like he was worshiping you. “Your love is inside my veins, my very soul, and I refuse to let anyone else take your place. Do not say that you are replaceable, for if you were, I would have done something about it long ago. But you are not. Not to me. I would be equal to a rock if I would have even thought of replacing you.”