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Because they were getting married. Because I saw her first. Because she was his when she should be mine.
If you were my fiancée, I wouldn’t look at another woman. Entertainment or not.
“Kada te konačno budem poljubio, nećeš više nositi njegov prsten na ruci.”
I was the one who understood what she needed—not comfort, but vengeance. I was the one who would kill and die for her in the same breath.
srce moje.”
“So fucking greedy for my cock, srce moje.”
“Do you taste that, srce moje?” Vuk’s eyes burned into mine. “That’s the taste of your need for me. Not anyone else. Me.” He pushed his fingers deeper. I choked, my eyes welling with tears. “You’re mine, Ayana. I teško onom koji pokuša da mi te uzme.”
“There’s one thing you should know about me, Ayana,” he said, his breath grazing my ear. “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.
“You’re stuck with me, Markovic.”
“Strong words, srce,”
if whoever took her harmed a single fucking hair on her head…
God himself wouldn’t be able to stop me from taking my revenge.
“Nisam sklon kompromisima, srce, ali za tebe bih pristao i na hiljadu njih.”
