The Maddest Obsession (Made, #2)

by Danielle Lori

“I just had my tongue inside you,” he said, annoyed. “You can start calling me by my first name.” I opened my mouth. Closed it. His eyes darkened as he took in my expression. “You forgot my name.”

How could I say every strand was mine any clearer than washing it every goddamn night?

When you’re obsessed with something for so long and finally obtain it? It feels like coming home to God. And nobody gives up their fucking spot in Heaven.

“Fine.” He shook his head, his eyes flashing with darkness. “How about because I love you, Gianna? Because I think I have since the moment I saw you? Because if you weren’t in this world anymore, I would find a way to take myself out of it?”