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She was mine before and it’s time to make her mine again, because I was always hers. I have been since day one.
“You could be on my arm, in a twenty-thousand-dollar dress, and no one would know that you could take them out in seconds. Beautiful. Violent. Deadly.”
“I don’t want a soldier. I want you. Anyone can pick up a gun. You? You don’t need a weapon to become one.” A soft
The way he looks at me… like he’s seen every part of me and I really am exactly what he said. Beautiful. With my busted lip, swollen eyes, and broken soul.
“My little Lieverd.” He appraises me with a beaming smile. “The best female sniper the world has ever seen.”
However, I have my own piece of art waiting for me at home. She’s priceless and doesn’t need anything
My name escapes her lips on a breath, the lips I’ve been yearning for since I was old enough to know what I want.
She doesn’t know it, but my men have orders to protect her with their lives, just as they would for me.
I’ll be the light in her dark corner whether she likes it or not.
She would kill for me, and I would do far worse for her.
“Am I your guard or your date?” “You’re murderous, and stunning. You could be neither of those things and still kill a man with your bare hands. So take your pick. Either way, you’re coming home with me tonight.”
“Let me make you another promise. One day, you will finally be my wife.”
“I want you to myself, in any shape you come in, because I’ll love you regardless of it. Jagged edges and all.”
“You don’t need to be alone to find yourself. Loving someone is being there to help them if they get lost along the way. It’s about growing together and becoming two different puzzles that create a similar picture.”
❤️
Every night, the last thing I see before I fall asleep is how she looked on the bathroom floor. Broken, battered, and bloody. If I had lost her, I would be done for.
Plus, she might get to shoot someone. That sometimes puts her in a good mood.
LOL
He put a hit on my head—not that Zalak knows—and it’s become awfully inconvenient. Honestly, I’m quite offended that he’s only offering fifty grand for my death. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I’d say that at an absolute minimum I’m worth two hundred grand.
LMAO
“I will cut you with it,” she says with a deadly smile. Romance.
It kills me to just be friends with her. I want her in my bed every single night so the nights are less cold, then I want to wake up beside her so I know she’s still with me. One day, I’ll get to kiss her whenever I see her. Touch her every chance I get. I want it all, but I need her to want it too.
My mother wanted a son, but she got something far worse. Me.
“I could be six feet under, and I’d still walk the afterlife every day by your side. There’s nothing about you that I would change. You’re it for me, Lieverd.”
“I suggest you let me go. Not many people can piss my wife off and live to tell the tale. She has a bit of a protective streak.”
In our relationship, there’s no question of who wears the pants. No. Ours is a question of who’s carrying the bigger gun. After all, I’m here to look pretty next to my wife.
👏🏻
