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Ella Baker. My beautiful obsession. The one who still thinks I’ll allow her to move on from me. I might be stuck with a manipulative woman, but once I’m done with her, Ella will be mine. Even if it takes unconventional convincing.
“My obsession with you might be pathetic, but it’s deadly serious. So watch what you do, or who knows how I’ll react?”
“Don’t test that. You don’t want to play with a man who would blow the world to pieces for her.” His voice lowers to a grave baritone. “Because, tell me, if I’m willing to destroy myself for her, what makes you think I won’t destroy someone as insignificant as you?”
“Do you really think I would put myself at so much risk if I didn’t love you?
“You might want to pretend you’ve moved on, but I know what I want, Sweets. I want you. I want us. Megan?” He chuckles like he doesn’t have a problem in the world. “She’s just one little battle in the war I’m waging to get back to you. And the best things are worth fighting for.”
You built a world without me and left me with no choice but to destroy it. We’ll build another one. I promise.
“I would never hurt you. You’re my everything. You’re my heaven in this goddamned broken world. But I will hurt anyone you let near you, do you understand?
“Beautiful,” he rasps. “My God, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”
“Only desperate for me,” he says assuredly. “My slut. My girl. Mine.”
In a perfect world, my love for you would be easy. At least in this world, it’s worth it.
“I want to give you all of me and more, Ella. Anything you want from me, you can have.”
He does something I would have never expected from him. Chris. My Chris. The almighty man who lives for control…falls to his knees. “Do you think I would get on my knees for her and beg her to trust me?”
“When your heartbeat picks up, mine is already racing.” He looks up at me, pressing a hand against my chest. “When your lungs feel tight from the overwhelming love between us, mine are crushed.”
“Chris, are you okay?” “I need you,” he croaks, tears building in his eyes. “Every day of my fucking life I need you.”
He runs a hand across his face, tears shining in his eyes. “Then, please come back to me.”
If I ever give you this journal, remember the day they tried to keep me away from you. And remember I crawled home to you. I will always come home to you.
“Hm, Ella,” he growls. “You’re going to be such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” He pulls me up, and his lips crash on mine, devouring me. “The best girl,” I pant between kisses.
