Year Three (Kingmakers, #3)

by Sophie Lark

Snow smiled to himself.

“I knew I would win because I promised Sasha I would,” he said. “And I’ve never failed her yet.”

Malina.

“Me encanta tu fragrancia,”

No one could fuck her like I do. No one could make her feel like this.

“Cat,” Dean says seriously. “There’s no one more beautiful than you.”

But never once like this, out in the open . . . as two people, falling in love.

“It was perfect.”

Cat and I lock eyes. She smiles at me in a way that lets me know I’m more than welcome here.

“I’m jealous,” I say, seizing her arm and pulling her close. “Any time anyone looks at you, or speaks to you, I’m jealous. I want all your minutes, and all your words. I want all of you, all the time.”

“That I love you, Cat. I fucking love you.”

My words are cut off by a swift and accurate knee to the groin from my beloved.

“I knew when I was willing to do anything for her. Give anything. Risk anything.”

I will do anything for Cat. Sacrifice anything. Pay any price.

inamorata

I can’t believe he did that for me. I don’t know how I didn’t see this sooner. Dean loves me. He loves me past anything I could have imagined. If his anger is a furnace, then his love for me is the sun, burning bright enough to light the universe.

“You’re still young,” Snow tells her, “and beautiful as ever.” He kisses her even harder.

“Why can’t you see that I love you? I fucking love you! I don’t care what you do to me, I don’t care what you say to me. I don’t care if you lie or scream or try to run

away. I don’t care if you’re filthy or soaked in bleach or set on fucking fire! Why can’t you understand I love you! Without limit or reason.”

“Cat,” I say. “You don’t know what a monster I can be, but I’ll be your monster. Everything I do will be for you. To protect you. To help you. To love you every day of my life. I’ll burn this whole fucking world down for you if that’s what you want.”

“You’re a man now. And that’s what a man does.”

moy drug,”