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“You can push all you want, Ivy, but you’ll have to pry my cold dead fingers off you before I let you go anywhere.” “If I were smart I’d run,” I grumble. “I’d find you. There isn’t a place on earth where I won’t search for you and bring you home again.”
“You’re being ridiculous. I get you want to keep me safe but there have to be limits, Atlas.” “There are no limits between us, no extremes I won’t take. You don’t get how bad things could be because you’ve never walked in the underbelly of this city you love so much. I hope you never get it because if you do it would mean I’d failed you and left you exposed.”
“Go to the bedroom and lie down on the bed.” “Atlas.” “Do not make me tell you again, Ivy.” Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Willingly or in a gilded cage, Ivy will spend her life with my cock inside her pussy and my hand collaring her throat.
“So you decided to take my safe haven and destroy it?” “I wanted to be your safe haven!” I yell at her. “I wanted you to need me like I need you. Every day I lived with the knowledge that you had one foot out the door, ready to run, but I couldn’t let that happen. I can’t fucking live without you, Ivy.”
“You’re my wife. You might not care about me right now but I don’t give a shit. I love us enough for both of us. We can make this work, Ivy. No more secrets. You can’t love only the parts of me you like. That’s not how this works. Hell—love, hate, anger, lust—it’s all just some abstract image in my head where all the pieces meld together in a fucked-up way to create something beautiful. That’s what we have, what we are—a fucked-up mess. But no man will ever love you like I do, Ivy. I’d die for you, kill for you, burn the world to ash if you asked it of me, but I’ll do it with you by my side.”
“And if I die?” The softly asked question feels like a bullet to the chest. “Then I’ll follow you.”
