Severed by Vengeance (The Severed Signet, #1)

by Elle Maldonado

“How you must have laughed at me. You and your brother.” “That’s not true, and you know that.” “You fucked me like some whore, degraded me, and probably laughed behind my back while my dumb ass fell in love with you. God, I hate you!”

“Angel, please, don’t leave. I wish things were different. I wish I were the man you deserve. Let me make this right. Please.” “You know what I wish, Derek?” She turned around in my arms, watery eyes meeting mine. “I wish you would have killed me that night too.” I clenched my teeth. “Don’t you fucking say that.”

Mercinarias. No matter what awaited us in the future, I’d always be there for her. And if her happiness was in the arms of another man… well, fuck that. I’d kill every motherfucker who would dare to breathe within five feet of her.

Sometimes the blood just calls to me, and yours is fucking singing right now.”

“Eva, I’m sorry I was late. Clyde, that bastard had a fucking family emergency. And what kind of name is Clyde anyway?” He pushed his hair back, away from his forehead, hands over his scalp out of frustration. “So I tried to do this all myself, and it was fucking hell. Took me all day. And that goddamn Deimos got into your lunch.” Derek clenched his fists as he explained how he nearly dropped him off at the pound.

His jaw tensed, stormy eyes cutting through me. “I love you so goddamn much. And you’re mine. Every part of you is mine, so I’ll wait for you forever.”

“Angel, please.” His voice was thick, desperate. “I don’t… I don’t want you to wait for me, Derek. I want you to take what’s yours right now.”

“Say it again,” I whispered between kisses. “I love you.” “Again.” “I love you.” I held his face, my forehead pressed to his as the rain trickled between us, sliding over our lips. “One more time.” “Evangelina Cruz, I fucking love you, and I’ll say it every day for the rest of my life.”

“Fuck her. I want your DNA all over me. Now, hold on to that goddamn headboard and sit on my face.” I grabbed her hips and tossed her over my shoulders. “Wait, you’re not bringing her up because you think I–”