“You own all of me. It’s all yours, to do with as you wish. If you wanted to cut my heart out and destroy it in your hands for what I did to you, I would let you. I would do whatever it takes to make you happy. To see you smile. To hear your laugh.” His thumb ran over my bottom lip in a soft caress. My breath hitched. “To feel your lips again. I would do anything because you’re the one I cannot live without. My malen’kaya d'yavolista."
