Our Violent Ends (These Violent Delights, #2)

by Chloe Gong

He hadn’t stood a chance. The moment he saw Juliette Cai for the first time, saw that smile playing on her lips, standing there at the Bund, it was a done matter. That false star-crossed love affair pivoted and turned real.

I would have rather died knowing you are as you are than lived a long life thinking you cruel.”

I would have lived an ordinary life, pining for some great love I would never find, because ordinary things happen to ordinary people, and ordinary people settle for something that satisfies them, never knowing if there would have been greater happiness in another life.”

“I will fight this war to love you, Juliette Cai. I will fight this feud to have you, because it was this feud that gave you to me, twisted as it is, and now I will take you away from it.”

“I will stare fear in the face,”

“I will dare to love you, Roma Montagov, and if the city cuts me down for it, then so be it.”

“What if I don’t want this one?” he asked, tapping her pinkie. He moved his touch to the one beside—her ring finger—and grazed the length of it. “What if I want this one?” Juliette’s heart started to thud in her chest. “So morbid,” she remarked. “Hmmm.” Roma continued to draw a circle about her finger, leaving no question for what he was implying. “I’m not sure if morbidity was what I was going for.” “Then what?” Juliette wanted to hear it. “What were you going for?” Roma breathed a laugh. “I’m asking you to marry me.”

In this life and the next, for however long our souls remain, mine will always find yours. Those are my vows to you.”