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“Some people do things because they just like to see the world burn, little angel. And I happen to be one of them.”
“Dahlia,” I murmured, and she winced because she could hear the ache in my voice. “If I have to, I’ll love you enough for the both of us.”
whispered to him, making sure that my pain wasn’t written across my face. “Like what, Dahlia?” he said, bemused. “Like you’re not going to spend the rest of our lives breaking my heart.”
"You're all I think about, Dahlia," he said hoarsely. "It feels like I'm going to die every time he touches you."
saying inane things like this was going to be the “best day of my life.” I wasn't sure what fantasy world she lived in, but I'd honestly like to go there someday. It sounded awesome.
“I would sooner die than hurt you,” he confessed softly, like I was a priest absolving him of his sins. “But if you ever let another man touch you again, there isn’t a place they could hide in this world. I will hunt them down to the ends of the earth, and every scream they give me will belong to you.”
Lucian kissed me like he never wanted to stop. Like he couldn’t get enough. And I was right there with him. That kiss destroyed me. That kiss remade me. That kiss…may have been the end of me.
