Dukes of Ruin (Royals of Forsyth University, #4)

by Angel Lawson

“No one was coming for you. No one cared what happened to you. No one but me. I came in there and claimed you before the Lords could sell you off to the highest bidder. Don’t you understand?” He touches my cheek, coaxing my eyes to his. “I’m all you have. I’m all you need.” Quieter, his eyes flick to my mouth when he roughly whispers, “I’m the only one who loves you.”

The second he brushes against my clit, I react with a sharp quake, a full-on tremor that runs along the fault lines of my body.

I’m not allowed to think of stars, but I can show you some.”

“Every powerful man has demons. The things they do to gain it leave a mark on their soul.”

This is the face of a person who’s been hurting for so long, his face has forgotten the concept of slackness.

“Now? Seriously?” He grins, dark and sadistic. “It’s called a ‘job’ for a reason, Little Bird. Show some work ethic.”

but I know deep in the pit of my wandering soul, this woman is mine. Even if she never loves me back, I’m never letting her go.

Nick sleeps like a man who’s trying to hold the world together.

The sex would be explosive. I know that much from the way he kisses me, touches me, surges into me like a wave hitting a shoreline. He’d make it feel so fucking good. He’d protect me like a prized possession.

I imagine Nick is there in front of me, standing between me and the world. Is he keeping me away from the world, or is he keeping the world away from me? I choose to believe the latter.

You’re trying to push me out because you’ve already let me in.”