Bittersweet Revenge (Sins of the Father, #1)

by Riley Hart

It’s wild how you can hate someone but know you’re just like them. How you can despise them, but part of you craves to be them too. I hate myself for it, but I don’t know how to be any other way.

Tiernan is…hate and power wrapped in a pretty package—green eyes, dark lashes, dark hair that’s just slightly wavy and rests against his forehead. His features are sharp but not too sharp, with sculpted cheekbones and a flawless jawline. It’s like he was crafted out of stone with the perfect features and body, long, lean, and muscular, because everything about him must be the best.

No, I don’t like him. Aislin was wrong about that, but I’m obviously obsessed with him.

“Good play, but if you want my mouth on your dick, you’ll be a good boy and be nice.” “You wouldn’t want me if I was good.”

“I know.” He sits down. “My little fighter likes to play games.” “And my little lord likes control.”

“You’re mine now until I say otherwise.” An argument doesn’t come, instead words that stab my father in the back. “Then you’re fucking mine too.”

I really do want to own him. To possess him. But the worst part is, I really want to give myself to him too.

“Revenge is sweet. But you don’t have to worry about that. If anyone hurts you, I’ll fucking kill them.” The vehemence in my words, in my tone, doesn’t surprise me. “Until I’m done with you, you don’t even have to worry about anyone looking at you wrong.”

“I’ll kill anyone who touches you too.” I laugh off his claim. Of course he wouldn’t take this seriously. He’s never taken a life, and he won’t ever have to…but he could. Somehow, I know he could. “That’s sweet of you, little fighter, but I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” “Doesn’t mean I won’t do it.”

“This is where I belong…with you…in you…filled with you…protecting you, partners with you.” I might have stayed home this time, but I won’t do that shit again. I don’t have it in me. Not now that this future is here and laid out for me.

“Stop watching me like a fucking weirdo.” He opens his eyes. “Like you don’t want me to be obsessed with you.” He grins, pushes me to my back and lies on top of me. “You better be obsessed with me. I would lock you in my room and never let you out if I could.” “I’d kick your ass if you tried.” “You say that like it’s not foreplay for us.”

They won’t ever be together, but I can’t help wondering what will happen if one of them finds someone they want like I want Dean and how that might work out for their little extracurriculars.

Future books foreshadowing?? lol

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep him, no one I wouldn’t fight for him. I would turn the world to rubble if Dean needed me to, and I’d enjoy every fucking second of it.

Fuck, he’s so hot. But even more than that, he makes me feel alive, when I hadn’t realized I needed resuscitation before him.

That’s the thing about chosen family—they’re here because they deserve to be, not simply because they’re supposed to be.