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“You are also my priority. I would have always hunted for you to the ends of the fucking earth, little one. I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father, your brothers are useless pricks, and my son is shackled to a bitch on an insane power trip, but you have me.”
“But I had no other option; you didn’t show up for visitation. I had to escape.”
“I don’t know what’s happening with you, but if you need to do this assignment for your freedom, I’m willing to let you do it. I…” Her voice breaks, and so does my heart. “I don’t have anything to live for, but you do.”
“I’ll deal with Bernadette. I just needed to apologise. You don’t have to ever forgive me, but I want you to know that if I had all the time in the world, I would spend it trying to win you back. I’d prove myself worthy of you, Stacey. Because there hasn’t been a day that’s passed where you haven’t kept me going. My love might not be enough for you, but it’s all I have left. I love you. I love you so fucking much that I want to live.”
“The first time I saw you, I was yours. I’ll always be yours, Freckles. Our girl will be proud of the woman you’ve become. You’ll both always be my girls.”
“I’ll leave your hearing, so I can tell you when I win her back, so you can hear her moaning my fucking name. When I marry her. When she births my fucking children. And guess what? I’ll have all of that. You won’t. Because Stacey Rhodes has been mine since the day I fucking met her.”
Tobias walks up beside me and throws his arm across my shoulders. “Come on. You need a shower and a good sleep. We’ll clean up here. He can’t get you anymore, little one.”
“Why do I waste my time with you?” “Because your dad is dead and I’m the replacement?”
I open my eyes and squint at Tobias, who doesn’t give me a second to wake up before he launches the covers off the bed and opens the curtains. “Wake up.”
“Sometimes I struggle to find reasons why we’re friends.” “We aren’t friends. We’re family. Now – out of bed.”
She carefully takes my face between her hands, her pupils dilating more with every second. “I love you. I’ve loved you since we were eighteen. And I’ll love you until we’re old and grey and we’ve lived our whole lives together.”
He shoves his hands in his trouser pockets and steps forward. “Do you believe me now that I don’t know how to be in a relationship?” I lower my head. “It doesn’t mean that at all.” “You said so yourself. It triggered me. And it pisses me off, Stacey.” I nibble my lip. “I know.” He pulls a hand from his pocket and aggressively taps the side of his head with bared teeth. “It’s Bernadette. She’s in my head all the fucking time. Every single thing I do, I hear her voice, smell her fucking perfume and feel her nails clawing into my skin. I’m trying so damn hard to push it all aside and be good
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“I don’t know how to forgive myself for everything I’ve done, so how can I expect you to do the same?” When he lowers his forehead to mine, I part my lips on a rushed breath, feeling warmth crawl up my spine all the way from my toes. “Then you need to learn how to forgive yourself, because I’m not leaving. I’m always going to be by your side.” My nerve endings tremble, ready to combust as he curls his fingers around my nape, stroking his thumb behind my ear. I grow warmer from his touch. His white shirt is pulled taut over his muscles, his cuffs rolled to his elbows, showing off his expensive
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“Slow,” he repeats with a slight grimace, as if the word sickens him. “I never want to hear that word from you again when it comes to me and you. We do whatever the fuck we want.”
Kade Mitchell loves me. I’m his. And he’s mine.
Shivers overwhelm me as he presses a kiss against my heated skin. “But I want you. I want everything you’ll give to me. I want you around me, beneath me, on top of me.”
“I’m not going to let some neurological bullshit passed down from my father stop me from getting what I want.”
I raise a brow as he looks up. “And what is it you want?” “You. I want to be the person you think of when you wake up, when you go to sleep, when you slide your hand between your legs and find pleasure.”
“Your body. I want to be the only person to touch, kiss and fuck you. I want to claim all your emotions. Fear. Anger. Misery. Happiness. Love.”
“I want your heart, every single fucking fragment that I’ve broken over the years. I have your past and your present, and I want to be a selfish asshole and have your future.”
“You should be scared of me. I might worship the ground you walk on, but you don’t have the faintest idea what I’m capable of. I could snap your neck without blinking, mistaking you for a client. I could fuck you so hard you pass out. I could really hurt you, Stacey.”
“You’re alive. You’re fighting back. That’s survival, Kade.” I smirk as his pupils dilate. “Now you’re mine and only mine.”
“What will you do with your freedom?” Kade stares at me for a long moment, breathing the same air while I touch him through his clothes. “Win my girl back.”
“If you keep touching my dick, I’ll screw your plan of going slow and fuck you on this desk until we crack the wood.”
“I dream of you,” he says in a deep voice, his eyes darkening as he pulls his belt from the loops of his black trousers. “Every night, I dream of you.”
“Don’t make a fucking sound,” he warns, speaking in my ear as he throbs inside me.
“I never want to hear that come out of your mouth again. Regardless of where we were in our relationship, I would have slaughtered an entire room filled with people just to get one minute of this with you.”
“No one said this would be easy. Some days are going to be really hard, but at least we’ll have each other.”
“You did help. The memories of us kept me going. I was always in subspace, reliving the times we had while stuff was happening to me. I never stopped loving you, Stacey, even when I was a dick to you. I’ve always been yours.”
“Forever my addiction,” he mutters. “I’m obsessed with everything about you.”
“I can never get enough of you, Stacey. Even when I’m dead, I’ll be haunting you, inside you while you lie in our bed, remembering all the ways I’ve rocked your fucking world with my cock inside this pussy.”
“Your pussy sucks my cock so fucking good.” He thrusts harder. “Taking it so well,” he breathes.
“Before anyone else, love yourself, Miss Rhodes. You cannot give your all to someone if you aren’t doing the same for yourself.”
“Because you’re going to be my wife. You’ve already taken my heart, my body, and my butchered soul, so you’ll take my fucking last name too.”
“It’s her driver. He tried to stop the ambush, so I cut his head off with a meat cleaver.”
“When we thought you were dead. You’re like a dad to me. And… and you were the first person to believe me. I told my own dad when Chris started abusing me, and he said I was just a hormonal teenager seeking attention. But you didn’t even hesitate to offer me support. It took me so long to find my voice, and it was you who got that voice to work. Thank you. Truly. You saved a little bit of my sanity that day.”
“Your dad has a decapitated head in the freezer.”
if I go down there, I’ll strangle her so fucking tightly, I’ll decapitate her and put her head in the freezer too.
“Please don’t call him that. He’ll chase you with an axe again.”
Base steps forward. “He asked you a motherfucking question, bitch. How did your husband taste?”
“Eyes on me.”
Happy. I’m going to be fucking happy.
