Tempted by Deception (Deception Trilogy, #2)

by Rina Kent

“Everyone thinks about their Grim Reaper.” He strokes a strand of hair behind my ear. The gesture is gentle, but the undertone is far from it. If anything, it’s charged, dark, stifling. “Then don’t make me into yours.” “How— Mmmm.” My question is interrupted when he crashes his lips to mine. His hand holds my face in place as his tongue forces its way inside my mouth.

That part also wants to erase the memory of any fucker who touched her in the past so that her body only remembers me.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to move, Lia, and when you do, you’ll only feel me inside you.”

“And you never will at the hands of anyone else. From now on, you’ll forget about any bastard who touched you in the past.”

“Say it again. My name.” “Adrian…” I manage on a whimper as my eyes clash with his. They’re ashen, but sparking with lust that mirrors mine. It’s so strong that I can taste it in the small space between us. “You’ll never say anyone else’s name in that tone again.”

“You called me a disaster, but this is the true disaster, Lia. You and me.”

“You asked when I’d be done. The answer is never. I’ll never be done with you, Lenochka.”

“Too late.” He stares at me with those unnerving eyes. “I already claimed you as mine and there’s no going back.”

Lia isn’t the other woman. She’s the woman. And I’m not my fucking father.

“Scars mean you are alive and strong enough to survive.” He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll worship each of your scars until you’re able to face them, Lenochka.”

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being the subject of his interest. It always feels odd, yet strangely endearing, for a cold man like him to care about me. He’s cold to the world, but not to me.

“You are my wife, Mrs. Volkov, and I will whip and fuck that fact into your body until you act like it.”

He pulls away, a small smile grazing his lips. “I’ve missed you, Lenochka.” And with that, he turns and leaves. I stare at the door after it clicks shut behind him. My mind is bogged down with the realization I had while he was kissing me just now. I love him. I fell in love with the devil despite his monstrous nature.

A sob tears from my throat, because I know, I just know that I lost a part of Adrian tonight. The part I fell in love with.

“Understand this, Lia. I might not hurt you, might not fucking kill you, even though you deserve it, but I’ll find that bastard, and when I do, I’ll fuck you in front of him before I slice his fucking throat. Then I’ll fuck you again in the pool of his blood.” I release her neck and she sucks in deep breaths, tears sliding down her cheeks. “Protect him while you can.”