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Don’t try calling. I’ll be too busy riding the rocket launcher between his thighs to answer.
What he didn’t count on was me knowing I didn’t need a man to tell me my self-worth. Or that I didn’t need a man to tell me who I should be, either.
It’s funny how someone not worth your time can silently destroy your confidence when they’re not even in your life anymore.
My life is an adventure full of friends, art, and cocktails. And I will never let another knock take my confidence away from me again.
“The choice leaves us the moment we commit to the life.”
I will marry Satan. I will be his wife. I will plaster a smile on my face in public but turn away from him the moment we’re out of view. I will live in London, and he can reside in hell, where he belongs.
“Why me? If you need a wife so badly, why didn’t you pick from the legion of women clamoring for the attention of the Heartless King from the North?” I glare at him. “Why pick the girl whose heart you broke?”
“You ever disrespect my mother like that again, and I won’t hesitate putting a fucking bullet through that filthy mouth of yours. This is your only warning.”
This shouldn’t be as enjoyable as it is. Because this is about revenge. About that night and what really happened. But also about the time I ran away, a seventeen-year-old boy who had been sent crazy by his love for a girl who lived thousands of miles away on another continent. About running away from home to find her, only to learn she had moved on in her new life.
“Surveillance takes many forms, Bella. And when I want something, I will go to any length to make sure I have every card I need up my sleeve when it comes to taking it.” He cocks a confident brow at me. “Not that I’d call owning a little gallery in London an extreme.”
“Oh, Bella, when are you going to understand that when it comes to you, I can do whatever I fucking like?”
I think I’ve just discovered my superpower. “What the fuck?” Lust shimmers in his expression, fusing with his anger. “Are you trying to fucking kill me?”
“I have agreed to marry you. I will live with you. I will play the role of your wife in public as I am expected to. I will respect and honor our agreement. But if you ever put your hands on me again, Don De Kysa, then as your queen, I will destroy you.”
