Phantom (Cat and Mouse, #0)

by H.D. Carlton

“I will bleed for you, mia rosa, but I must require you to bleed for me, too,”

“Do you want to hurt me, Ronaldo?” “Never,” he answers. “I only want to cherish you, Genevieve.”

Men. My disdain for them even surpasses the physical realm.

“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.”

“Love cannot define what I feel for you. But I will settle for it with my words and show you what I truly feel with my actions,” he says quietly.

“When you become the ocean, I will gladly sink into you, mia rosa.”

“I would follow you anywhere, Genevieve. 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. There isn’t a life where I wouldn’t be your phantom, or a death where I wouldn’t be your reaper.”

“Come sit on my lap, pretty girl. Let me take care of you.”

see no way through this life without her. Obsession, addiction, love—they are meager words to describe what I feel for her.

“There will never be another, nor will I live a life without you. Death awaits us all, Genevieve. Even still, it will not keep me from you.”