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Heath. I mean it. You’re only getting this opportunity because you’re my brother.” He stared at me with the same ice-cold expression. “No. I’m only getting this opportunity because I’m your twin.”
“And no, he didn’t love you either. Because a man who loves a woman is selfless, devoted, and murderous. He would rather die a million times than let the woman he loves open her legs to some asshole—until death do you part. That was lust mixed with immaturity. That was hope mixed with confusion. When you really love a man, you’ll know. And you’ll know because he’ll love you more fiercely than you ever could love him in return. That’s love. Real fucking love. And you’ve never experienced it.”
“But I know exactly how I would be if I loved a woman. I would be loyal, devoted, and honest. And I would never, ever, allow her to put herself in harm’s way to save me. Because she’d be the queen—and a king will always die to protect his queen.”
“Mistakes are lessons, not life sentences.”
“I love pretending I’m a single woman screwing a beautiful man. I can be sexy…I can be free. It’s my escape. You’re my escape, Balto. I want it to stay that way, but if you keep talking about things I don’t want to discuss…I don’t know how this can work.”
“Good girl.” His face tinted red as the arousal flushed his cheeks.
“You don’t want to know anything about me.” He held my gaze, his blue eyes serious in their hostility. “If you want to keep screwing me, it’s better that you know nothing at all. You think your husband is a bad and powerful man… I assure you he’s an amateur compared to me. I own the secrets of this country, of the greatest criminals who use Tuscany as a battlefield in broad daylight. I’m cruel but fair. I’m murderous but merciful. All you and I have is this lust…this deep attraction. You should stay away from me because you might get caught. I should stay away from you because you’re a
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Whatever we have is too strong to ignore. We have lust, heat, and a passion that’s so volatile, it could burn this entire city to the ground. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but I’ve never had this kind of chemistry before. You look forward to our nights together because your husband is worthless. I look forward to them because you’re fucking gorgeous, sexy, and have a pussy that’s more addictive than crack. So, call this off whenever you want. I know you’re just going to come back to me…again and again.”
That was my job—to destroy enemies and issues. It was my primary role as the Skull King. I found myself wanting to fix her problems for her—even though I got nothing in return. I wasn’t Prince Charming who came to a woman’s rescue. I was a dictator, a monster, and a thief. I would more likely steal a woman than save her.
“So…when are you coming over?” I prefer a face-to-face conversation, one where I could be buried deep between her legs with her knees squeezing my hips. “Never.” I chuckled into the phone. “Baby, come on. You called me tonight because your fingers are in your panties.”
If she were my wife, she would never sleep alone. She would always be right at my side.
“I didn’t rescue you.” He stared straight ahead. “I took you. You belong to me now. You will live with me. You will listen to me. The only freedom you’ll have is the small amount I give you. I did not liberate you—I stole you.”
