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“If you're asking Him to save you, then I will nail Him onto that fucking cross again. You will be my ruin, but only I will be your savior.”
His cock is even more intimidating without the clothing over it, and much bigger than I thought. But, fuck, is it beautiful. Long and deliciously thick, with pulsing veins cording throughout it. He’s perfectly proportioned, and even the swollen head has me aching to suck on it.
“I'm sorry, please keep fucking me,”
“Is this because he's in love with you? Or because you're in love with him?”
Francesca and Rocco are dead, and Z destroyed the Society—which turned out to be some shadow government that was playing a massive hand in human trafficking operations.
Tied back to Cat & Mouse beautifully
I call her a little ghost, yet for some reason, I never considered that the brat would actually ghost me.
Oops. It got too real for her.
“So, the little ghost finally materializes. Welcome to the rest of your life, baby.”
We’re competing on who can make who come first. Whoever the winner is gets to fuck the other in the ass, and I’m determined to win.
This is so funny!!
“I love you, too. Now, let's get to work chopping him up. Chili’s giving me an evil eye, and Garlic and Paprika seem like they're conspiring against us as we speak.”
“I love you, little ghost. And I know she will, too.”
“Most know me by Z. But you can call me Zade.”
Omg!!!! Ugh does this book endso Cat&Mouse can begin?!?!
No wonder he’s the head of the most prominent organization in the world. Behind him walks in a considerably shorter woman, her long cinnamon brown hair fashioned into a loose braid over her shoulder. I recognize her immediately. Not only as a famous author—whose books I fucking love—but the woman who was kidnapped and found herself in the clutches of Francesca,
I am kicking my feet!!! Love this so much!
“He was never in Boy Scouts. And he’s scary, but I can kick his ass, and I’m nice.”
“I’m Addie. His fiancée. Thank you so much for having us.”
I shake her hand, appreciating that she has a firm grip. I never trust anyone who can’t give a proper handshake.
Absolutely Agree!!!
“I found your old journal in Francesca’s house,” she explains. “The one you wrote in during your time there. It… Your words saved me in a way I can’t even express. They helped me get through the days there. I started writing in it after you. I still journal even now, all because of you.”
“That journal saved my life, Molly. You saved my life, in a way.” She shows me her wrist, which is covered with a beautiful tattoo of roses trailing up her arm. “There used to be a barcode here, but I got it covered. It’s really small, but in one of the petals, I added your name. I carried you with me in that house, so I wanted it to be permanent, too.”
“We both got dope scars. You know what that means? We should be friends.”
“I was hoping you’d say something so noble. It means you’re a damn good employee. However, I respect Legion, and he’s agreed to share. You’ll still work with him, and Eli will continue to deliver the food. Your pigs and wallet will just get a little bit fatter, that’s all.”
Heck yeah Molly!!
