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“You reminded me of the woman who destroyed my childhood, but I didn’t let my hate win. You let your distrust win every fucking time.”
“I chose you, Elsa.” He cuts me off, gripping the steering wheel so tightly, his knuckles turn white. “I chose you over my mother’s memory, my father, and everyt...
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“You missed me, huh?” His metal eyes shine, almost becoming black. “Maybe.” “Maybe is good enough.” He pauses. “For now.”
This isn’t the time to be soft. I don’t want him to be gentle and take his time with my mouth. I want him to own me. I want him to fuck my brains out like he can’t breathe without me just like I can’t breathe without him.
“I’m addicted to you. I’m obsessed with you. I’m mad about you.” With every word, he hits my most sensitive spot.
“What I want can wait until you find out what you need.”
For the rest of our lives, I want to be the only one who witnesses her breaking and support her through the storm. I want to be the one who soothes her ache when she needs soothing. The one who wipes her tears when they need wiping. The one who lifts her up when she needs lifting. I want to be there for her, full stop. She’s mine. Fucking mine.
“You’re not to blame. You were a victim as well.” Her bottom lip trembles like when she was about to cry as a child. “You didn’t see me as a victim, Aiden. You told me you’ll destroy me the first time I stepped into RES.”
“That day, I saw the ghost of the red woman. And yes, Elsa. I was angry at you for not keeping your promise. I was even more pissed off that you didn’t remember me, so I wanted you to pay.” I grin. “Then I decided you’re mine.”
Granted, he’s more cool-headed than me, but this is a life or death situation. My head’s crowding with horrific images about how they’ll find our corpses months from now, decayed and stinking. Tears fill my eyes. I don’t want to die. Not now.
I trust Aiden now. I trust he won’t hurt me. I trust he’ll bring the world to its knees for me.
“Hmm. I love it when you’re soaked for me, sweetheart.” He kisses his way up to my ear then nibbles on the shell. “I love that you’re mine. Now, say it.” “Say what?” “That you’re mine.” “I’m yours, Aiden.”
Turns out, I’m a selfish bastard who wants it all. Both her light and her darkness. Her best and her worst. Her everything.
Elsa and I will get out of here. We’re not losing our lives in this basement another time.
“What I feel for you isn’t only love, obsession, or addiction. It’s all of those and more. Do you know what that means, sweetheart? It means I can’t live without you, so don’t you fucking dare leave me.”
“Bring her back!” The voice shouts. “Bring her back before I smash this whole fucking place.” There’s so much pain in that voice. So much passion. So much… care. Hearing him fight for me is like being lifted into the clouds. It’s peaceful but scary.
Aiden and I aren’t the darkness and the light. We both have tarnished minds and souls. But we’re not soulmates. We’re lost souls that fit in perfectly imperfect harmony. And I’ll do everything I can to protect what we have.
Now, she’s mine, body, heart and soul. First, she engraved herself under my skin, then in my brain and then into my heart. She made a cosy place for herself in there. Now, that damn thing only beats for her.
