Demise (Gallows Hill, #3)

by Katelyn Taylor

“Just go. Please. I can’t be in there, smiling like I’m alright. Watching her dig her fucking claws into you, kissing her. Do you have any idea what that did to me?” she chokes out, clearly holding back a sob as she does. I swallow roughly, my hands aching to reach for her. “I’m sorry, baby. I never want to hurt you. We all have a part to play here. Trust me, I’d rather spend any amount of time with anyone else. She’s vile and conniving and—” “Your future wife. You’ll be married soon and have vile and conniving babies,” she finishes. I grimace at that and shake my head. “I don’t want that,” I say lowly. “You don’t have a choice, though, right? ‘We all have a part to play,’” she says, using air quotes as she does. “If I could do something, anything, you know I would, right?” I ask. She’s silent, and it fills me with an insurmountable level of panic. “Baby,” I say as I reach for her hand, gripping it like she’ll be ripped away from me any minute. “Please, believe me.” “I believe you,” she says, her voice soft and thick with tears. “It doesn’t change anything, though. I’ve lost you, and I…I just…I—” A growl tears through my chest, anger and pain mixing inside me as I yank her over to me. She barely has enough time to catch herself, her legs forced to straddle me as my hand goes up her dress, bunching it up around her hips. “Ronan,” she gasps as I pull my cock out through my slacks and push her panties to the side before sliding into her.