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“I have an addictive personality.”
“Alcohol?” she asked. I gave my head a shake. “Drugs?” Might’ve been easier. “Women?” Woman.
“Go to hell, Allister.” “Been there, Russo, and I’m not impressed.”
“One look from you, and women swoon at your feet.” He was growing annoyed with me. “Yet here you stand.”
“You want to know why I don’t touch you?” I shook my head.
“Because if I did, I wouldn’t stop. Not until I’d snuffed out that pretty fire in your eyes.” His gaze flashed. “Don’t shut yourself in a room with me again, Gianna.”
“I’m not one of your admirers. I’m not going to hold my dick and pine over you, just waiting for the day you might choose me. If I fuck you, Gianna, nobody else ever will.”
“All of it, malyshka
“Ty samaya krasivaya zhenshchina kotoruyu ya kogda-libo videl.” “What did you say?” “You’re annoying.”
“Kak moya.”
“I’ve thought about you so much you’re mine now.” It was a growl that lowered into a threat. “You’re lucky you didn’t let him touch you, Gianna, because I really don’t like it when people touch my things.”
“Moya zvezdochka.”
“Voz’mi menya glubzhe,”
“Takaya krasivaya,”
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.
“There are plenty of women who could make you happier, Christian.” “You’re the only one I want.”
“Would you visit my grave if I died?” His eyes grew dark. “I’d die before you were ever in a grave, malyshka.” I loved his possessive side. And I loved his dark side, too.
Love is an obsession. Some would even say . . . the maddest obsession.”
“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?”
