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"Through your green eyes, I can see a beautiful mess of chaos. I find it captivating how you sit comfortably in the shadowy corners of your mind, despite your fear of darkness. Every fucking day, you dance with the gloom, unknowingly loving the very thing you despise."
Despite his maturity and dominance, he certainly lives up to his name; he is Chaos. His entire persona is chaotic.
“I don't do the whole explaining myself shit. I am who the fuck I am. No apologies.” I lift my head and raise up onto my elbow. “So, why are you explaining yourself to me?” I notice his eyes open, his mind racing as he mulls over my question before he finally looks at me. “I don't fucking know.”
“Nothing good will come out of this, you stupid, vengeful old fucks. To get to her, you will have to get through me. Make your fucking choice.”
“I don’t want you to be Chaos and I don’t want Chaos to be you. I just want to know; it is that simple. It doesn’t have to be poetic; it doesn’t have to be beautiful; it just has to be you.”
“I want to know; I deserve to know, Reign. You are a fully grown man; you should know how you feel so fucking tell me.”
“What do you want me to fucking say? That you are the only girl I have ever felt anything for? That you drive me possessively insane, yet I fucking love it? That you are this little sweet, innocent chick but an absolute slut for my dick and I dig it? That your warmth melts away the coldness in my heart whenever you are near?” His aggressive tone causes my eyes to widen, and he brings his face close to mine before biting on his words against my lips. “Well, that’s exactly how I fucking feel.”
“It’s not a birthmark, Char; it’s a gunshot wound that you suffered when you were four years old.”
You are Swan Morozov, the true heir and queen of the Bratva, not Charley Barker.
“And if I stayed, how would it work when I love you both? I cannot exactly marry you both. I can’t have children with you both.” Reign’s eyes soften when I say the words and I don’t even know why I just told them I love them. They don’t deserve to hear it from me right now, but it’s only the truth. I guess I am finally finding my voice after all. “You would have to choose Charley.” My brows pinch, my gaze frantically darting between them both. “What? I can’t do that. It’s not poss—” “I’m sorry, beautiful, but that’s the only way it can work.”
That's crazy to tell her she HAS to choose after her saying she loved them both. And while they are content to share her now, they don't want to after what she's been through??

