Separation (The Kane Trilogy, #2)

by Stylo Fantome

If necessary, he would probably kill for Jameson Kane. If asked, he would probably die for Tatum O'Shea.

Seven years ago, she had occupied his fantasies. Now all this time later, she occupied his mind. His heart.

I'm in hell. I died in that pool, and I'm in hell. That's why I'm so hot. That's why I'm sitting in front of Satan.

I would have been sad because my world is a very lonely place without you.”

Money stayed – people came and went.

This is most definitely not a game anymore. This woman ... she owns me.

There was so much silence going on, she felt like it was deafening.

“It was only ever you,” Jameson whispered. “Two weeks ago, four months ago, seven years ago. This whole time. Always you.” She cried harder.