Arran's Obsession (Body Count, #1)

by Jolie Vines

One word, and my entire reason had been lost. She wanted me. Holy fuck, she could have me.

Then my anger rose again, because fuck the idea that this was fake. She belonged to me.

“I don’t want this. I never wanted you. At the same point, I want you with every beat of my heart, and the thought of letting you go is a stab wound into my chest.”

“When I next stab this into someone’s throat or heart, ending their life, I’ll have this image in my head. Your cunt powering it up to deliver the killer blow.”

“Don’t ever tell me what to do. From the moment you walked in here, you belonged to me. Don’t forget that.”

“Betray me and you’ll destroy me.” His words were thick. Laced with meaning.

“Mine to own. Mine to keep fucking safe.”