Gloves Off (Vancouver Storm, #4)
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“I don’t love you and I never will,” he murmurs. I huff a silent laugh. “This isn’t a real marriage, and when it’s over, I won’t miss you.”
Mya :))
oh this is going to be so good
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Darcy looks concerned. “This is a lot of personal information.”
Mya :))
if only she knew🤣
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I think about our wedding, how beautiful she looked as she spat insults at me. How the hairs on my arm rose when I put the ring on her finger. The way my heart beat out of my chest as I kissed her. The second our mouths met, an electric shock ran through me. I froze up. I never freeze up. I don’t know what happened.
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“Fuck you,” I whisper, still smiling. “Fuck you, too, sweetheart.”
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“No fucking other guys.” He leans in, inches from my face, glaring deep into my eyes. A shiver of anticipation runs through me. “I don’t share. This year, you’re my wife. Mine.”
Mya :))
this is too good
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Did I just spend a hundred grand because I was jealous? Yes, and I’d do it again.
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“Let go for me. I’ll be there to catch you.”
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“I’ll beg for you, Hellfire, I don’t care anymore. You own me.”
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She hasn’t sleepwalked once since I retired.