Hateful Love (King of Aces #1)

by T. Ashleigh

I don’t know if I want to bleed for him as much as I want him to bleed for me, but I do know whatever happens between us is going to be explosive.

“You’re important to me. Fuck that, I’m obsessed with you, Blaine Yates. Like a toxin there ain’t no cure for. You’ve poisoned me, baby, but I’ll happily suffer for you.”

“That’s what you care about? How happy you are?” He scoffs again,

Uhhh..... Yes?

“What happened?” I ask, unable to hold back the fury in my tone. Just tell me one fucking name and I’ll make them regret ever being born.

There it is

I mentally add Mayor Yates to my murder list. Guess I’ll start collecting names like Aria Stark.

Your list is getting longer by the day

“I told you I’m possessive, but you might not know exactly what that means, so let me explain.” His hand comes up to cage my throat, raw fury in his eyes when he speaks. “You’re mine, Blaine. My guy. I fuckin’ worship you. Every time you talk, you have me on a hook. Every time you do that weird snort-laugh, I want to own you. And every time you feel bad, I want to tear the world down to fix it. Why you think I’m ashamed, I dunno, but you gotta get that thought right out of your head

I pinch the bridge of my nose and fight the urge to clock my perfect boyfriend in the jaw.

Love?

There’s no doubt in my mind that Blaine is the love of my life. The way he kisses me makes my heart sing, like a fucking fairy tale or some shit. Every time he smiles, I die a little, but his laugh brings me back to life. When he touches me with sweet, tender hands that I don’t deserve, everything in the world stills.

Donna looks hesitant but grabs my arm before she leaves. “We’ll be right outside, honey. Just holler if your dad needs an ass whoopin’.”

Good women start to finish

Listen, some people swoon over chocolates and flowers, but I swoon over curse words and possessive jocks. I didn’t know it was a thing,