Survive for Me (Broken Bounty #2)

by Ember Nicole

I guess I’d call it fucking karma that I woke up in the trunk of a car.

My girls. Not his. Nobody else’s. Mine.

“Don’t you dare. You break for me and me alone, baby. Don’t do it for them. Don’t give in.”

She felt big and devastating emotions, but she felt them alone.

“Where’d you get liquor?” I asked. “Daddy Utah.” My whole body burst into flames. “I’ll kill everyone on this property if you ever use those two words side by side again, Triss.”

“Open your eyes,” I demanded again. “When you break for me this time, Triss, it’ll be the moment that you become mine. And only mine. For the rest of my days. Let me see it happen.”

“Somehow, in like a fucking week, you clawed your way right inside me and latched on like a damn parasite. Now, there’s more of you in my heart than there is of me. I can’t even call it my heart anymore, Triss. It’s yours now. You’re the only one in there.”

“Then why are you —?” “You called me a fucking parasite and it was still the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

“But I still want you, if you can figure out how to survive it with me. If you can survive me.”

“When we’re alone, Triss, this is where I fucking own you. And I’ll make sure you remember that every time now.”

“When it comes to this body, everything about you is mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to tease and torture. Mine to bend. And. Mine. To. Fucking. Break.”

Agreeing with me. Giving in to me. Giving herself to me. My fucking queen. My ecstasy.