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I might be fast and trained, but Alek? Shit, I’ve never seen anyone move like him. He was pure fury, and Lally was right. I do like red flags.
“If you die, then who am I going to torture?” he mutters, and when I meet his gaze, there’s a small smile on his lips. “Besides, only I get to end you, rich boy, not some illness.”
I swallow my smirk as I turn to face him. Oh yes, Alek Anders will be mine. He just doesn’t know it yet.
I guess I do some things for myself, and they all seem to revolve around him.
Have you ever met anyone you just know will break your heart, yet you can’t seem to stop yourself from giving it to them, even knowing the outcome?
“You’re mine, pretty boy,” I tell him, kissing him again until he whimpers.
I feel like I just lost something very fucking important to me, like I just lost my boyfriend, but how can it end when it never even started?
For all his bravery and strength, Alek is scared to feel.
Our eyes meet, and I know I’d let this beautiful man wreck me just to call him mine.
“Because it’s important and so are you,” he whispers. “Because I want you to know me the way nobody else does. I want you to see that I’m more than just an angry thug.”
“You look good in my passenger seat.” “And if you win, I’ll look good in your back seat.” “Is that my prize?” I ask, eyebrow arching. “Win and find out,” he retorts, his eyes blazing.
“You’re never getting away from me now. You’re mine. You’re wearing my fucking mark, and I’m going to stain this ass so no one else can have it,”
I wish we could be like this all the time. I wish I weren’t so scared of my past because loving Evan Shaw could just about heal anybody.
Love is a foolish, fickle bitch, and I want it gone.
“I’ll tell you anything you want to know. If pulling myself apart will let me keep you, I’ll do it time and time again,”
You are the only person I have ever let in, let love me, even when I didn’t think I was allowed to be loved.”
“What was that for?” I mumble. “The idea of marrying you made me want to kiss the shit out of you,”
“It’s a good trade, right? I can’t cook, but I can suck cock.”
fix whatever is broken, pretty boy. My car, this house, your heart—I’ll spend my life fixing everything. They don’t get another second of you, do you hear me?”
If he’s the white knight, the prince, then I’m the goddamn villain coming to claim his soul.
I watch my boy, and I know I will love this man until the day we are entombed together, the earth taking us back.
