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“Not a single second of it,” he whispered back before he winked at me and strode off towards another waiting car, whistling a cheerful song that I knew would star in some of my nightmares.
“He was way worse than I thought he’d be,”
“Some people do things because they just like to see the world burn, little angel. And I happen to be one of them.”
Gabriel didn’t pout. He was perpetually happy, like a golden retriever. Unlike a golden retriever, he could change into a monster when needed, but even when doing his work, he was usually so fucking happy that it made me sick.
He reached out his hand with a smile, and I took it even knowing the consequences. I took it even knowing what would happen. I took it even knowing where the path would lead me. And that’s how I fell in love with Gabriel Rossi.
But she was shaking her head. “Single malt scotch, actually,” she said with a blush.
“So, Gabriel, tell me. When you’re not busy with Lucian, or getting blow jobs in the hallway, what do you like to do?”
Of course, he immediately fell under Dahlia’s spell as she raved about it, and it was honestly all I could do not to stab him with my fucking fork.
“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.”
He can’t touch me here, he can’t touch me here. My breath came out in sharp gasps as I struggled to get a hold of myself. Wasn’t it a damn shame that the bogeyman of our pasts had such a hold on our present?
“Please don’t look at me like that,” I 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 should know by now that ‘should’ is a worthless word, Raphael. It’s almost as worthless as hope.”
“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.
"No, Lucian," she said softly in a defeated voice that I immediately hated. "I'm not even capable of loving myself."
“Don’t,” she said softly before I could say it. “Don’t say it when his scent is still coating my skin, and I can still feel his touch. Say it someday when it will save me,” she murmured.
"In your dreams, do you ever win?" he suddenly whispered. My eyes flew open at his question. "Never. The monster always wins.”
“Every bit of it,” Raphael sobbed, tears dripping down his face before he was ripped away by Lucian who threw him to the ground and stumbled to my side. “Principessa,” Lucian choked. My Lucian looked lost, and I couldn’t take that. “I love you,” I whispered to him,
“Plus, dying on the operating table makes you realize that tomorrow’s not promised. And since that’s the case, I need to make sure that I spend all of my todays how I want. And what I want…is all of you.”
“I love you, angel. Never loved anything or anyone else in my life. But I love you. The only thing I ask is that you make sure to outlive me, so I never have to go a day without you.”
