King of Greed (Kings of Sin, #3)

by Ana Huang

Younger me had thought love was enough to solve any problem, but growing up meant recognizing the importance of loving yourself as much as you did someone else.

She was the only person who’d ever truly mattered. Even if she didn’t love me anymore, even if all my efforts to win her back failed, she would always be the sun anchoring my universe.

Sometimes, the only way to cross the highest mountain was to climb it.

“There are probably hundreds of men who’d line up for the chance to be with you. I only ask that you let me be one of them.”

But I broke her heart once, and I’d let her break my heart a thousand times in return if it meant that one day, she found her way back to me.

Our first date. December 21, aka today. It was the first anniversary of ours that I’d forgotten.

missed touching him outside of sex. I missed being able to wrap my arms around him for no reason or give him an absentminded kiss on the cheek when he was working. I missed all the little things that once made us us, but I was also too scared to fall back into my comfort zone.

#18 out of a thousand. Love, Dom

the strongest things were those that had been broken and healed.

Somehow, I knew. We weren’t brothers by blood, but some things transcended blood. “If you need me, I’m here,” I said quietly. The longer he stayed on the phone, the greater his risk of exposure. “Take care of yourself.”