King of Depravity (Kings of Las Vegas #1)

by Tammy Andresen

Reaching out, he brushes his knuckles over my mound. “This belongs to me,” he rumbles. “No one else.”

“First of all, I’m pretty sure I’m the one that made the mess,” I say, lightly setting her on her feet. “Second. You can splatter paint all over my floors and couch, get blood all over the bed, break the countertops⁠—” “Killian.” “I don’t give a shit about stuff, and I don’t care what you take from my life, Chloe. Take as much as you want. It’s still way nicer to have you here.”