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I suck in a slow breath as the curtain of mystery is drawn back, revealing the man behind the gun. I take in his short black hair, strong features, and dark eyebrows. My eyes lock with his dark green ones, and all I see is a world of pain. He’s broken beyond repair, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“What would you call it?” “Obsession.” Tilting her head, she says, “I’m going to need you to explain that to me. Are we talking healthy obsessed or I’ll-kill-you-if-you-leave-me obsessed?” The corner of my mouth lifts. “More along the lines of I’ll-kill-anyone-who-touches-you obsessed.”
“Will you take my last name?” Before I can ask why, she explains, “My heir has to be a Dimitrou.” “Everyone knows me as Knight.” I think for a moment, then ask, “How about a double-barrel last name?” “Lincoln Knight-Dimitrou?” “Just for me. We can give the children your last name,” I add.

