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Chica, I’ll take anything you want to give me. I’m fucking starving.”
If she enters that bed, my last two years working within the Marino organization will look like child’s play compared to the challenge of not touching her when no one is watching.
I filed another day behind me as a frustrated, blue-balled married man.
Had you just considered one of the many young men from the club that I tried to set you up with, you wouldn’t have been single, and this would not have happened.”
ICK
“Or, had Dad not pawned me off to save his own life, I also would not be in this situation.”
“Your father’s business is falling apart. When he lost that load, his reputation went down with it. No one will do business with him, and we all know the legitimate side of things is not enough to support our family.”
sucks to suck
“Get your fucking hands off my wife.”
There’s a shit ton going on in this room, but all I see are the tears streaking Landyn’s face.
Nellie Alba is no mother. I know. I have the best there is.
“Chica,” I coax. “You need to choose. Them or me.”
“You’ve protected me from everyone and everything.”
“Everyone but you.”
My lips land on hers, to shut her up,
butthead
“I’ve ignored you for my own sanity, chica.”
I can’t afford to focus on anything else other than the end goal. And Landyn Alba Torres is not a part of that.
Nic Decker.
garbage human
His fingers grab the ends of my hair, but on the way, the backs of his fingers brush the underside of my breast. No. This is not happening. This cannot be happening.
Had Damian not been killed, this would have happened, and Damian would have allowed it.”
no way he's gonna do what I think he is
Damian wasn’t jealous or possessive. Controlling, sure. But he didn’t plan to actually keep you to himself. You think he gave a shit about you enough to do that?”
I know about the cameras, Landyn. I know everything, and no one will stop me. You think the guards aren’t used to this?”
“Fight me, bitch. The harder you fight, the harder I’ll get off. You have no clue how much I want this.”
ICK CENTRAL
“You stupid bitch. Everything went south the moment your fucking husband entered my world. I was next in line. It was supposed to be me. I’m going to make sure he pays, and it starts with making you mine.”
I was afraid of him raping me. But he’ll kill me first.
“Motherfucker,” Rocco growls. “What did you do to her?”
KICK HIS ASS ROCCO
I scream when Rocco grabs Nic by the ears and pulls him in so hard, I hear skulls crash. He headbutted him. Nic’s gun clanks to the wood floor, but Rocco doesn’t stop. He pushes Nic back far enough to put a boot to his chest.
AS YOU SHOULD ROCCO
The harder you love, the harder you break.
yessir
He tells me in acute detail what went down. What I allowed to happen, because I left her. I wasn’t fucking there.
I know they were watching the security feed and did nothing to stop Nic from what he gets off on—rape.
SCUM
“The boy won’t leave Mrs. Torres. No matter how many times June has ordered him out so she can help her clean up, he won’t budge. I tried, but he won’t listen to me either.”
AS HE SHOULD
“You’re telling me the guards let Decker through, saw what was going on, sat on their asses, and allowed it to happen after I made it fucking clear that if anyone touched my wife, they’d be dead?”
Fuck, her beautiful skin is marred. Her bright eyes are stormy. And her spirit is broken.
Her dress is ripped and her bra is mangled. Scratches down her chest disappear into torn lace. The sight in front of me burns into my brain like a wound that will never heal.
I wish I could tell her everything. That I’m not one of them. That I’ll move mountains to keep her safe. And beg her to forgive me when she learns this is all a lie.
“I’ll earn your trust. If anyone touches you, they will die.”
“You can walk tomorrow. Tonight, you’re sleeping in this bed next to me. I wasn’t shitting you, chica, when I said you’d be glued to my side. Consider us a unit from here on out.”
I haven’t seen this much of him since our wedding night when he dragged me into the shower when we were covered in Damian’s blood. Tonight, it was my blood he was cleaning up.
“Never again, baby. They’ll have to kill me before they can get to you again.”
You don’t know me, baby. Not really. I’ve done a lot of shit working for this family, but that’s a line I’d never cross.”
Rocco – I want to kill him.
if something happens to Rocco I'm going to flip my shit
“Saw it in your eyes when you were standing in front of my wife and wouldn’t let anyone touch her.
“You don’t want me?”
“Married you while you were covered in another man’s blood, and you were still fucking gorgeous. I would’ve given you more than a second glance.”
“This absolutely would’ve happened in a normal world, chica. No way would I let you walk past the pasta or the tortillas or the wasabi without stopping you. I don’t give a shit if you were in sweaty gym clothes or your pajamas.”
I would’ve forced mine on you and dropped to my knees right there in front of the chipotle peppers and begged you to call me, because I wouldn’t be able to live in a world without your blue eyes.”
“I wish you could see that I’ll do anything for you.”
No matter what happens or what force tries to wedge its way between us, I want you, Landyn. I’ve wanted a lot of things in life, but nothing more than you.”
“I wish I understood why you’re the way you are. But even more, I wish you’d trust me enough to tell me.”
My obsession and desperation are rapidly escalating at equal rates when it comes to my fake wife.
And now that I’m officially done with my period, I can do what I’ve been contemplating for days.
she's gonna get pregnant 😒
