Goldfinch (The Plated Prisoner, #6)

by Raven Kennedy

In her shock, Una stands frozen, back plastered against the wall, shaking all over. “What are you?” she asks. My gaze stabs into her. “Really fucking pissed.”

“Oh, Goldfinch. My love for you consumes every part of my soul. It’s in every word, every movement. With each morning that dawns and every night that falls. You are completely mine, and I am yours, and that is all I ever need in this life and all the others.”