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“Sometimes I eat dairy when there’s no other option.” As if he couldn’t help it, he laughed softly. “That’s a concerning issue, kotyonok. I don’t think I’ll be able to look at you the same way
😂
Instead of enjoying the sight, I experienced an urge to pull the fabric down and wondered if this was what human decency felt like. Slightly nauseating.
Ronan’s inner monologue. 🤣
I went to slide my fingers through her ponytail but stopped the impulse when I realized the ridiculous shit I just thought. Hitting my thirties had made me disgustingly sentimental.
“I told you this city would eat you alive.” I just didn’t tell her I owned Moscow and everything in it.
KING!!!
“Watch how you speak to me, or you’ll soon find out how sick I really am.”
“I hate you.” He smiled. “Took you long enough.”
Not me giggling at this part. 🤣
The devil didn’t have red skin and a forked tail. He reigned havoc on Moscow with a dirty mouth, an easy smile, and a snake for a heart.
“Just remember . . . you have a goddess inside you.” She stepped into the hall and turned to look at me. “You just have to find her.”
“No one can save you from me.” His eyes shone indifference laced with a dark edge. “Not even God.”
“Where is your God now, kotyonok?” Goose bumps rose to my skin, but they weren’t from the cold. The shiver was out of fear the devil had a soft side. Nothing was more frightening than a whisper beckoning me to step into the dark. Then he lifted my deadweight and carried me back to hell.
“You are late for breakfast, devushka.” “Just let me die here in peace.” “I like this room. Go die downstairs.”
“Kind of like God,” I said, and after a moment of silence, a smile touched my lips. “But I’d rather be the devil.”
Ronan could be having a threesome every night for all I knew, and I couldn’t even kiss another man without him turning into a virgin’s worst nightmare.
🤣
“Please tell me you’re just a really tight and emotional fuck, Mila.” Clearly, I just gave my virginity to the most charming man in Europe.
😂😂😂
“Stop crying,” he demanded softly. “No.” His hand dropped from my face. “Keep crying then. Don’t stop until I say so.”
“Keep crying then.” I’m cracking up.
“Please don’t eat me,” I blurted unsteadily. “I won’t taste very good to you. I’m vegan.”
MILA 😂
“I’ll hate you forever if you hurt him,” I said numbly. “Your dramatics are a bit much for a Tuesday morning.”
“This is getting too close to a Nicholas Sparks movie for me, kotyonok. I just wanted to convince you to let me fuck you again.”
RONAN, PLEASE. 😂
“If you want to turn me in, so be it. I’d go back to prison for you, kotyonok, but when I get out, there’d better be an ocean between us.”
🤪
“Jesus Christ.” With a frustrated noise like he was in pain, he released my hair. “I’ve Stockholm syndromed you.”
😂
“I need to know everything. Who’s kissed you. What you wash your hair with. How many licks it takes you to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop.”
😂
All along, this man had been on the other side of the Atlantic. And maybe . . . just maybe, my soul always knew.
Karma could have given me something easier to deal with—like an impending atom bomb or a nuclear disaster. But no, the comeuppance karma had dealt me was feelings. What a cunt.
The truth was . . . Mila could have braces and leprosy, and I’d still want to fuck her six ways to Sunday.
😂
My perfect little martyr, lying in her father’s executioner’s arms. I had a job to do, and she was the chess piece needed to win. The problem was . . . I didn’t think I could ever play her.
“Because you’re so sweet you fucking glow.” His eyes darkened. “And I’ll kill anyone who tries to take that light from you.”
“You don’t get to sacrifice yourself for me.” He clenched his teeth. “You DON’T get to die for me, kotyonok.” His eyes crucified me. “If anyone dies between us, it will be ME. Do you understand?”
“Then let me make it clear for you,” he said, the shadows in his eyes flashing. “You would survive without me. You would move on.” His tone roughened. “I can’t imagine a world where you and all your fucking yellow doesn’t exist. So if you die, you’ll take me with you. Your sacrifice would mean nothing, kotyonok. NOTHING.”
“If you die, Mila,” he said harshly, “I’ll send Khaos to a back-alley pound.” My heart beat. “You wouldn’t.”
🐶🥹
“By the way, welcome to the club,” he said with relish. “I’ve been waiting for the day I could call you whipped.”
If this was what they called “love,” then I’d own it. I never did anything half-ass.
“Why does an almond milk advertisement need to be sexy?”
Maybe I was wrong about happily ever afters too. Maybe they really did exist. Just not with a shining knight in armor, but with the villain.
I knew then I’d follow this man to the fiery gates of hell if he just held my hand.
“Your mother might not have been able to love you the way she should have, but I always will.”
😭❤️
“How did it go?” “Well, we have a high chance of having psychopathic children, but other than that, great.”
😂
“I just don’t want you to get bored while I go shopping.” “You’re enough entertainment for me alone. It’s like watching a circus.”
Even the sea couldn’t keep us apart. He smiled. “Not even hell, kotyonok.”
