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It doesn’t matter if you start late. It matters that you start.
The thought that I won’t be able to smell her again makes my entire body fucking cold.
“Hey, Princess. Are you okay? Talk to me.” Her pale lips twist and she murmurs the words that cut me in half, “Who are you?”
“Ruslan…” she calls. “S-stay.” “Yes, miss.” Why the fuck is she calling for him but not me? Even Katia appears taken aback, but she steps outside with me.
But not everything visible is beautiful. After all, the devil looks his best when luring in his victims.
“That’s because I missed you, Princess.”
“What if I need space?” “I don’t believe in space. That’s a word invented by losers who couldn’t figure out their own minds.”
Kyle has always had a distinctive taste and smell, but right now it feels like a mixture of longing, despair, and something else.
I clear my throat. “I’m up here.” He doesn’t break eye contact. “You’re also down there.” Jerk.
I’ve heard stories about the black widow spider who kills her mate after mating, and I always found it fascinating how she followed her instinct, even if it meant killing her own husband. I guess we’re the same that way.
“Who knew we would find ourselves in this situation?” I ask slowly. “What situation?” “Me holding a gun and you tortured.” “Our marriage started in a bloodbath, did you really expect it to end any differently?”
“Stop being jealous, you idiot.” She leans over and brushes her lips to mine, softly, carefully, away from my cut. “None of them is my husband.” None of them is her husband. Those words stab me straight in the bones. When she attempts to pull away, I grab her by the throat and deepen the kiss. Time to fuck her on the counter as I originally planned.
“Is having a child with me such a tragedy?”
“I missed you before, and I’ll miss you now.”
“If you’re a boy, don’t you dare mistreat women. If you’re a girl, don’t you dare let men mistreat you just because you don’t have balls.”
