Devious Hate (Blackthorn Elite, #1)

by J.L. Beck

We’re chaos riding a slippery slope into hell, and if we’re not careful, we’ll both get burnt to a crisp.

“Good, I’ll be your first and your last. No one touches this pussy, no one. Not even you. Not without permission. Do you understand?”

“I knew you’d love the pain that comes with the pleasure. I knew you’d be my queen.”

“I… I love you, Willow, and I’m trying so hard to give you a choice, even though I want to tell you that you’re going to stay with me. The thought of losing you. It kills me. It makes me manic. In my mind, you’re mine, always have been, since the moment I laid eyes on you.”