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It’s inching toward three a.m.—the witching hour, the time when bad men are most likely to do bad things. But I’ve already committed my share of sins.
Darkness has never scared me, but tonight is different. Tonight, it presses down on me until my lungs strain to breathe.
“When are you going to understand that other women don’t exist for me anymore? There’s only you. There will only ever be you.”
I press my forehead to hers. “You’re it for me. You are my first love. And you are my last.”
A hand appears around my throat. “Show me how you make yourself come, Sunshine. I want to see you do it.”
“You’re going to come for me like the good girl that you are,” he growls against my ear. “Your pussy’s going to milk me dry, baby. Let me see it.”
“I’m in love with you. And I know you’re not sure if you feel the same way about me because I’m not the kind of man you ever imagined yourself with.”
A fallen god walks among us.
Don’t go. Please don’t go. Choose me. I know I’m not perfect, but I will spend the rest of my days loving you better than anyone else ever can. I’ll make all of the darkness that comes with me worth it. I promise.
“You pushed her away prematurely in case she chose to leave. You probably thought it’d make your pain easier to handle—which is bullshit, by the way."
