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To all the readers who like their fictional men a little unhinged. This one’s for you.
I don’t hate you. But I wish I did.
However, after thirteen years of stocks, mergers, and product launches, I was so bored I’d contemplated shooting someone just to liven things up.
“Keep it up. I will take off my heels, and I will stab you with them,”
If you were my fiancée, I wouldn’t look at another woman. Entertainment or not.
I care about everything relevant to you.
She gave me her address, and I put it in the GPS for appearance’s sake. I already knew where she lived.
My first genuine laugh in possibly years.
You’re a lot of things, Ayana. Manipulative isn’t one of them.
It was manipulative of me, but I’d never claimed to be a fucking saint.
For better or worse, I wasn’t the only one affected by the kiss.
He spoke. Verbally. To me.
That wasn’t the command of a man who didn’t want me; it was the plea of someone who did.
“Kada te konačno budem poljubio, nećeš više nositi njegov prsten na ruci.”
I thought his walls and gates were what made me feel safe, but they weren’t. It was him.
Because she’s fucking mine.
“Careful, srce moje.”
Of all the people in the world, he had to choose her. The only one I wanted.
You’re not a guest. I don’t want you here. I only brought you in because you remind me of Ayana.
I’ve never told anyone the details of what happened before. Not Jordan. Not my staff.
“Just you.”
“I want you.”
“That’s the taste of your need for me. Not anyone else. Me.”
“You’re mine, Ayana. I teško onom koji pokuša da mi te uzme.”
“Call off the wedding.”
“I. Don’t. Share.”
When I said I wanted her, I wanted all of her. Every smile, every tear, every sigh and moan. She consumed me, body and soul, and I refused to settle for anything less in return.
She was a splash of color in my world of gray, and before I knew it, I was ensnared. There was no way out.
Please don’t let me be too late.
“Because you always know how to make me feel better.”
“Can you hold me?”
She had the power to kill me with a single word, and she didn’t even know it.
“Thank you for holding me.”
“Meaning if you think you’ve scared me off, you haven’t.”
“You’re stuck with me, Markovic.”
He made me feel seen, but he made me feel heard too.
“Jealous, srce moje?”
I don’t like wasting my words on people unless…”
“Unless they’re special to me.”
I was the CEO of a multibillion-dollar corporation and a former member of an assassins’ organization, but even I knew better than to argue with a determined mother.
But my desires were dark and selfish, and I never claimed otherwise.
“Back to Vuk. That man jumped in front of a bullet for you,”
I tried to forget about my birthday whenever possible, but she was so endearingly worried, it made the occasion feel more bearable.
It’s okay. I like hearing you nerd out.
Vuk’s small smile left my insecurities in the dust.
This was where I wanted to be. He was who I wanted to be with.
“You can take it.”
“Next time, srce, or you won’t be able to walk in the morning.”
The idea of anyone finding me warm and comforting was laughable, but she made me feel like I could be the person she thought I was.
Anyone ever tell you you’re needy as hell? “Yeah. You.”
