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That’s the last thought I have before Aiden slams his fist in Xander’s face.
“If anyone dares to look at you, let alone touch what’s mine, I’ll fucking murder them. Is that clear?”
wish I were adopted.” I study him closely, and his face doesn’t change. “Truth.” “False.” He grins. “I like who I am.”
“Then what else do you want?” His voice drops in a haunting whisper. “Every. Fucking. Thing.”
“Those who don’t play think that the king is the most important piece because the game is over when he dies. They don’t know that the king is useless without his queen.”
“You’re so beautiful,” He groans, his rhythm turning rougher and faster with every word he says. “You’re maddening. You’re addictive. You’re fucking up everything.”
But that’s the thing about hearts, isn’t it? They can’t help beating despite the pain.
“That’s the difference between you and me, sweetheart. You’d leave me in a heartbeat if I cheat, but I’ll never leave you even if you cheat.”
“Don’t idolise other men in front of me. I don’t like it.” A burst of laughter slips from my throat. “Are you jealous, mighty King?” “Damn straight I’m jealous. I’m so possessive of you, it drives me fucking crazy.”
towards me. Either way, I don’t give weak handshakes.
