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“You remind me of someone I used to know,” he murmurs.
“Then why force me to marry you?” His gaze locks on me again, and he stares at me for so long I’m a complete nervous wreck by the time he answers, “There’s just something about you I can’t ignore.” My voice quivers. “What?”
She’s so fucking petite and feminine, it calls to my predatory side, making me want to sink my teeth into her skin while I make her writhe with pleasure beneath me. I couldn’t explain why I took such an interest in Haven, but as I stare at her, I realize the answer is simple. I want to own her. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than her. She’s a fucking work of art.
I want Haven Romano because every inch of her calls to me.
Great. I’m married to the most beautiful woman, and I’ve done everything in my power to make her hate me.
“What are you going to do if she keeps hating you?” “I’ll fucking grow on her like a bad habit,” I snap.
“How can I not stare at the most beautiful woman on this planet? It’s impossible to look away. You’re an incredible work of art.”
“Beg me, Haven.” “For sex?” I exclaim. “Hell no!”
“You’re the sweetest torture I’ve ever had to endure.” I lift my head and press a soft kiss to his mouth. “You’re the hottest temptation I’ve ever encountered.”
“Why do you have a photo of me?”
“I thought I’d never see you again.” Another painful groan is torn from me. “I thought I lost you.”
“I love you so fucking much it drives me to the brink of insanity.” He sucks in a deep breath, then tilts his head. “Stellina mia.” He brushes his hand over the side of my face, his gaze taking me in as if I’m all that matters to him. “Princepessa mia.”
“Is it weird that I only remember you?” I shake my head. “Not at all.” The corner of my mouth lifts again. “You always said I was your favorite person.”
