Phantom (Cat and Mouse, #0)

by H.D. Carlton

I’ve married a dip.

I’m not stupid enough to believe him.

“I want you so badly, it hurts to breathe without you near,” he whispers softly, finally—finally—gracing me with his voice.

“I call you my rose because for you, I would take all your pain so you would suffer none,” I tell her softly. “I would go through hell for you. Die for you. Do anything you asked. I love you, mia rosa. More than you will ever know.”

I couldn’t help but ask him to sing, too. I wanted to know if his voice would harmonize with the melody in my heart. It did.

“Love cannot define what I feel for you. But I will settle for it with my words and show you what I truly

“A queen has more important duties than undressing herself. Let me take care of that for you.”

“Nothing could compare to the likes of you, my love. You are the most beautiful flower and the rarest gem, more breathtaking than any of earth’s wonders.”

If you were standing at the edge of the earth and wanted to fall, I would only stop you long enough to take hold of your hand so I could go with you.

I want this man to bow at my feet and serve me.

A mad woman, he has made me. But if this is madness, I don’t ever want to be sane.

“Whatever gave you the impression that I was a scared little mouse?”

I’m an evening primrose, and he is the moonlight.