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But is it really much of a surprise that the daughter of a serial killer would spend her whole life trying to be good?
He’s a beauty, a Harley Davidson Sportster and yes, he’s a he because personally, I like riding men.
“I say we keep her.” “Keep me? I’m not a dog.” Eli eyes me up and down. “True, you’re more like a kitten. All ginger and feisty.” I gape at him. “Do either of you have a professional bone in your body?” Eli smirks. “Sure, I’ve got a bone. Do you want to taste it?”
“And Freya,” he says quietly, “if I were going to spank you, I wouldn’t use a hairbrush. I’d use my bare hand. And the imprint would mark your pretty pale skin for hours.”
I stop. “You think we need pretty?” I ask. “You think after all we’ve seen, all we’ve done that we want soft, perfect, fragile?” I ease her shirt up a little bit. “We want tough. Strong. A fighter.” Freya’s lips part, her breath warm against my jaw. “Don’t get me wrong, Angel, you’re gorgeous. Stunning. But any scars you’ve got aren’t going to take away from that. They’ll only add to it. Because in our world, staying alive, is sexy as hell.”
Freya is mine. And I will never let anyone hurt her ever again.
“Scottish on his dad’s side. The accent comes out in the bedroom,” he says.
“I need your words, babygirl. I’m about to ruin this pretty little pussy so I need to know you’re on board with that.”
“Trust isn’t about knowing everything. It’s about believing in that person anyway.”
They’ll never forgive me. But I’d rather be sitting in a prison cell with Oz alive, than be the reason River, Jude and Eli lose a brother.
“Me. I’m broken. She made me promise not to kill anybody, but daddy doesn’t like that.”
So, I force myself to hold Angelica’s gaze, to keep her eyes on me and not on the stupid, reckless woman who just stepped into the warehouse.
“That’s my good little slut. Come for me.”
