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This girl is heaven-sent, and I’m fucking an angel. And gripping a one-way ticket to hell.
“I don’t know why you’re here or how you know about the fake dating op, but one thing’s certain—you don’t know me and you sure as fucking hell don’t know my type. If you did, you’d realize it’s the girl right next to me.”
DAMNNN
I’m going to kill him. “Don’t cut her off again.” It’s a threat. He gives me an aggravated look. “You’re not on-duty, Moretti. Your client can defend herself.” “I quite like a right-hand,” Jane says strongly. “And you’re being positively rude to him.” “He can defend himself too,” Tony shoots back. I tell him point-blank, “I like a right-hand just as much as Jane.”
I’m giggling 🤭
He’s considered the king of this American dynasty—and he’s Jane’s dad. Guys on the team say Connor Cobalt is all-knowing, all-seeing like the Wizard of fucking Oz and if you have the honor of protecting him, you’ll come back with a higher IQ.
She’s gorgeous. It’d be a sin to think she’s anything short of that.
No one has ever left a note for me. Not like this. My heart swells, and I stare longer at the note like it’ll disappear in my fingertips.
a handwritten note is gonna do it every single time
Chestnut brown hair, tattoo sleeve, and cut muscles, trained in MMA—he’s a twenty-seven-year-old Omega bodyguard. Paul Donnelly.
NAHHH HOW ARE THEY ALL FUCKING THEIR BODYGUARDS
Luna charges forward and wraps her gangly arms around my neck, clinging in a tight hug. “If the Thebulan gods were real, they’d anoint you with glitter and a lifetime supply of great sex in thanks for keeping my great sex a secret.”
We release and I look to Donnelly. “Don’t you dare hurt her.” “I’d rather die.” Seriousness coats his voice.
My relationship with Banks is one of the purest forms of love, and I’m selfishly glad that I have him to confide in again. I’m already thinking about all the shit I want to talk about. Ask him for advice.
“I kind of like thinking everything is a sign. It’s a reminder that we’re not alone.”
Our heads turn as Sulli suddenly fills the doorway, yanking earbuds out, drenched in sweat. “Uh, guys…is this about the fucking bang because that was me. I’m so fucking sorry.” She wipes her forehead with her toned bicep. “I was doing deadlifts and dropped the bar too hard.
sulli 😭
To our dad, she says, “Yours, never. You trick me, Richard, and I will roast your heart on an open fire.” His grin only grows. “My heart is yours to do with as you please.”
Another Wednesday night, all cursing was banned and if someone slipped, they had to put money in a goblet—which would later be delivered to Uncle Ryke.
LMAO
“It’s alright, Jane Eleanor.” Tom tilts his head and gives the room a sweep with his gaze. “Thatcher wouldn’t fit in here anyway.”
damnnn
He’s the Winter Soldier, but with his regular dyed, bleach-white hair. SFO has been talking about how Farrow and Maximoff broke the internet when they stepped outside together.
In all of this, I’m glad I have him. And just as deeply, I’m so very glad Thatcher has Banks. We both won’t be alone. No matter what. And yet… My heart is still breaking.
She is everywhere inside of me. And that’s where I want her to be.
“Will you put Banks with Jane, sir?” I ask. “You’d love that,” Price snaps. “No, it won’t be your twin.” Donnelly is up for transfer. Donnelly, then. I’m praying. “Her new bodyguard is going to be Tony Ramella.” I solidify.
oh, this is gonna be good bitch
Price says, “Was it for the fame or the sex?” “Neither,” I say, not even hesitating. “It was just her.” It was always just her.
