Haunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #1)

by H.D. Carlton

Sometimes, I’m not always sane.

I know what the fuck I want, and I don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about it.

The clouds yawn, and rain spills from their mouths.

All I want to do is break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don’t care if they don’t fit—I’ll fucking make them.

Now here I am, bent over and stuffing myself in a hole. Suppose if I couldn’t get mine stuffed tonight, I might as well get my action this way.

They could easily sneak up on me at any point. Come and go as they wish. That knowledge makes me viscerally angry,

The fact that this makes her angry and not TERRIFIED is concerning