Wicked Empire (Knight's Ridge Empire: Wicked Trilogy, #3)

by Tracy Lorraine

We grow up listening to stories about love and finding the one. Never in a million fucking years did I think it would feel like this. That it would complete me and fucking terrify me all at the same time.

“Whore.” “Yours.” “Hell yeah, Princess. All fucking mine.”

I stroke my cock, but it’s not enough. It never fucking is anymore. Anything less than her is never fucking good enough.

But fuck it, we’re both as twisted as each other. The only therapy I need is this. Her. She’s my fucking saviour. My fucking everything.

My big bad mafia soldier tries to be all hot and scary, but right now, that whole persona is gone. He’s just my broken boy with a pretty face and a sinful body.

“This,” he says, pointing between the two of us, “is a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing. Fuck what anyone outside the two of you says or tries to do. Hold on tight and never fucking let go. Ever.”

“It’s okay to break, baby. I’ll hold you together. I fucking promise.”