Vicious (Sinners of Saint, #1)

by L.J. Shen

I grinned quietly to myself. The push and pull was back. She could push all she wanted, but she was going to be pulled back to where she belonged. My arms.

So this is what he had planned for Thursday. He knew. He wanted to be here all along.

“Ask me what I want,”

“What do you want?”

“I want you,” he said simply. “Just you. Nothing else. Only ever you,” he breathed out in pain, closing his eyes. “Fuck, Emilia. You.”

She didn’t reply, but the message was clear. I’d won. She’d lost. At life. At death. At everything that’d mattered.