When Villains Rise (Anti-Heroes in Love, #2)

by Giana Darling

“No woman before you matters to me. They are insignificante. They are dust,”

“It’s not you I’m scared of so much as I’m afraid of myself. I have the tendency to ruin every good thing I’ve ever had. And you are undoubtedly the best of them.”

“No, Elena, nothing is wrong between us. You spread open for me, playing for me, all of it is only ever right,” he declared imperviously.

Dante was home, so no matter what, I would never be homeless. I’d have his shelter, his protection, and his love to guide me through the worst of life and the worst of myself.

“It is a privilege, Elena, to know you intimately. To know what makes you hurt and what makes you blush. To know what your demons are so I can slay them for you when you don’t have the strength or watch you overcome your own nightmares because I love to watch my fighter conquer everything in her path. It is an honor to know you, and I won’t ever take that for granted.”

“You aren’t my lawyer anymore, Elena. Tu sei la mia regina.” You are my queen.