My Most Precious One(39)

“You should have told me earlier. I wouldn’t have woken up at this ungodly hour for you.” He said as he nuzzled his face into my hair. I giggled.

“I wanted to surprise you but I forgot because someone was being an ass.” I stated.

“If I recall correctly that ass was you and I chose to do what I liked with it.” He retorted.

“Go back to sleep.” I told him, it didn’t take much coaxing. Lukas was out as soon as I told him.

I took a shower and wore the clothes he had gotten for me, I pulled my hair up in a tight ponytail and walked down to the foyer where I left my bag that had my black runners that I usually wore for work. I shrugged no choice since I didn’t have my real runners here and I wasn’t going to wear my ballet flats for a run.

The sun had just peaked through the tallest buildings downtown and a soft orange glow enveloped the penthouse. I walked over to the fridge just in case he didn’t have food. What a stupid notion, both fridges were stocked to the brim. I took a piece of paper and wrote that I’d be back, just in case. I took the card key and off I went for a morning run.

No one was on the streets except for another occasional runner and some constructions guys. I enjoyed running through the back streets of old Montreal, it felt a bit like Europe, with it cobble stone roads and old world deco. I hadn’t noticed but some time had passed I was too taken in by my runner’s high that I forgot about making breakfast for him. I finally made it back to the penthouse, I used the pass code to let myself in, I remembered it from the few times he brought me here, creepy maybe but he didn’t hide it from me.

The elevator dinged and Lukas stood half in a panic in front of me. “What happened?” I reached for his face, his breathing was rapid, he yanked me into the elevator took out his card key sliding it in making the elevator move to his floor.

“Where the fuck were you?” His panicked face somehow made me sad.

“I went for a run, I left you a note.” He leaned into the elevator bracing himself. He ran his fingers through his hair and he let out a large breath. The doors opened to the penthouse and he flicked his boots off and stomped in. I bit my lower lip, my nerves were tight in my belly. I took off my runners and walked slowly to where he was.

“The next time you leave, you have to fucken tell me Alexia!” He bellowed. Holy shit he was mad.

“Stop Fucken doing that!” He pointed. I knew what he was referring to by it was a nervous tick I had, who did he think he was Christian Grey.

“Lukas I went for a run, I had your card key and I remembered the pass code that you punched in a few nights ago.” He had his hands on his waist, his chest heaving up and down.

“You are not to leave my side without me knowing.” I stood here with my mouth opened.

“Lukas? I’m a grown ass woman who pays her own bills, I think I can make it back from a simple run that I normally do.” He’s face contorted. “I don’t care what you are. You are mine and I will not let you go out there and get hurt.”

I turned my back to him and started to walk away.

“Where the hell are you going? I’m not finished yet.” He yelled.

“I’m leaving!” I shouted back over my shoulder.

“The hell you are!” He said in a forbidding tone.

I whirled back and stared at him. “Is this how it’s going to be between us? You dictate everything about us and I just follow?” I hissed. He narrowed his eyes as he watched me make my stand. “You’re not cutting my wings off Lukas. We haven’t even decided what this is yet.” I seethed pointing at both of us. “I told you, I’m not like other women who need a man to save them. I am not going to stand here and be told off for going on a run. For fucks sakes I even took a day off from work to be with you today.” I turned around again.

“We haven’t decided yet?” He bellowed, his voice echoed throughout the lofty penthouse. I stopped in mid stride as Lukas made his way to me.

“I told you that you were mine and you agreed to it. For me that’s enough.” He grabbed my face and forced a hard kiss on me. “You’re my girlfriend and I’m your boyfriend. Get that through your head now, it’s a done deal babe.” He lowered himself down and flung me over his shoulder taking me up the stairs.

“Lukas!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, he passed his bedroom and continued down the hall where he opened the door. He placed me down turned me around and stood behind me in the doorway.

It was an entire gym, with two treadmills, free weights and a sparing area with a punching bag, one side had a wall to wall mirror while the treadmills faced the large windows. I walked over to the windows and could see downtown Montreal.