Where's Molly (Cat and Mouse, #2.5)

by H.D. Carlton

She escaped me once, and I let her. I won’t allow it a second time.

“At one point in our lives, we don’t know our soulmates at all. But that doesn’t make

them any less of one. Sometimes… sometimes you just know.”

Because staring into her eyes is the only thing I needed, to convince myself she's everything I'll ever want for as long as oxygen invades my lungs. I knew it deep in my bones the day I met her. Even back then, my soul immediately recognized hers as its other half.

Damn. I think I love her.

I'm a slave to him, and it's the first time I'm happy to be one.

Christ, the things I’d do for her and to her. It’s fucking limitless.

“Don’t worry, little ghost. I’m going to teach you how to spend forever with me.”

“So, the little ghost finally materializes. Welcome to the rest of your life, baby.”

“Most know me by Z. But you can call me Zade.”

“I only hurt people who deserve it. Scout’s honor,” he assures.

“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.”

I’d feed your pigs really fucking well, and I have no problem doubling your salary to work with Z.”