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“Never let anyone stand in your way, son. Not even fucking blood. They’ll be the first to undercut you, and they should be the first to die for it.”
I wish that had deterred me from falling in love with him. Sadly, when I found out, I was already too far in. That’s the scary thing about love; it blurs the lines of right and wrong. You choose to ignore what you should question because it’s dangerous and thrilling at the same time.
He wraps his free hand around my waist and pulls me to him. I don’t pull away. Fuck, I’m just as bad as Emilee. Dick whipped. Good dick will make a girl stupid. I should become a lesbian.
I LIED TO her. It’s easy to feed someone lies when you know they’re starving.
His lips devour mine a second later. His kiss is like pain—it demands to be felt. So fucking much that it makes me weak in the knees.
The wife in question will produce three living heirs. Two of which must be sons. All cases after that will be up to Luca’s discretion.
“Get mad, baby,” he whispers roughly. “Spread those soft legs and let me show you why you were always my favorite.”
ANOTHER LIE. I haven’t been with anyone else since her. And it’s going to stay that way.
“Well, my hoodie got caught on the doorknob as I was leaving the house yesterday and the collar choked me. My nipples got hard and my cunt wet. It was the most action I’ve had in three weeks.”
She gives me a soft smile. “Luca was always supposed to be where you were.”
