Devil's Thirst (The Moretti Men, #1)
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After all, my parents were the ones who dragged me into the whole nightmare. They tried to sell my virginity to their secret society when I was only seventeen.
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Amelie will see me for exactly who I am, and she will come to accept that she’s meant for me. I’ll prove to her that my brand of fucked up is what she needs. It may be a challenge, but that doesn’t worry me. I can be relentless when it comes to getting what I want. And I don’t just want Amelie Brooks; I’ll go fucking insane without her.
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I don’t simply hate the news. I can’t stand it. Literally. My anxiety goes through the roof—my hands sweat, and my heart ricochets erratically against the inside of my chest.
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rather than a woman riddled with fear. “Devi calmarti, piccola ballerina.”
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“Mi piacerebbe marchiarti, ma non così.” The melodic words spoken in his rugged baritone voice feel as intimate as a sensual caress. I get the sense he’s trying to lull me into a false sense of security. As if I’m going to realize I’m overreacting and laugh off the whole thing. He’s deranged. He has to be. My heart threatens cardiac arrest, a vise clenching tight around my ribs. He takes a determined step forward. “Maledizione, ti ho detto di smetterla.”
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“Sorry to burst your bubble, but that’s not how this works. You chose me. I chose you. We haven’t fucked, but that’s only because I want you to get to know me first. We can skip ahead, though, if it means you start to understand that you’re mine.”
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“You have no idea how committed I am. If you did, you’d be the one running.”
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“Who are you, Isaac?” I ask quietly. His answer threatens to bring me to my knees. “I’m the man who’s going to keep you safe.”
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“Who did I say this body belongs to?” “You,” I breathe. “And that’s the problem. How will anyone else unlock a door when I’m the only one with the key?”
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“I wasn’t joking when I said I’m going to marry you. You’re mine. That means I’ll protect you at all costs. It also means I have the rest of my life to fuck you in every position imaginable, and I plan for us both to live very long, healthy lives. There is absolutely. No. Rush. Understand?”