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“What the fuck do you mean you’re in Russia?”
“I’ve always been brilliant,” she replied smugly as she stood up. “You just finally started to notice it.”
The absence of the girl I loved was like a hole being carved in my heart by a rusty spoon laced with acid.
“Do it again and I’ll rip your balls off to hang on my Christmas tree.”
“You’re my daughter,” he said simply. “What’s your fight will always be my fight.”
“I know how your dick feels,” she remarked with a snort. “And believe me, it’s not overly impressive.”
“In somewhat related news, I just watched my stepmother stab a man in the eye at dinner.”
His strength wasn’t completely back, but then Gabe Holt’s strength wasn’t just in his muscles. It was in his heart, his soul. I
“What a sweaty-ball licking cuntbag,” Katy hissed, looking as pissed off as I felt.
“He might be kind of hot if he wasn’t such a complete douche canoe,” Lulu remarked. “And I’m assuming he’s a grower, not a shower because yeesh.”
If he wanted a dick measuring contest he would lose in every way.
“You are no princess, Skye Markham.” He leaned into the car and kissed my forehead. “You are my queen.”
“That’s Alpha bitch to you, bitch.”