These Vile Secrets (Enclave, #1)

by C.E. Ricci

"You're so fucking beautiful when you lose control. I wish you'd let yourself do it more."

"You're so cold, yet when I touch you, I burn," he whispers, his mouth trailing over my collarbone in a brush that sears my skin.

"Goddamnit, I knew you were a mistake the moment I saw you across the bar at Harry's. But I didn't care. I've never been one to shy away from getting what I want. And that night, I wanted you. I wanted you then, and I still want you now."

"Yeah, Rome. You are. One of the few I've ever made. By far the best.

Always my favorite. You're the one mistake I want to keep making over and over again, praying I never learn my lesson."

My eyes find him, seeing him lean against the black Escalade, looking every bit as perfect as the moment I first saw him on that first night in Harry’s five months ago. I never would’ve thought then that was the first glimpse I’d get of the rest of my life, only to have to give it up before it was ever truly mine.