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“Only a villain will do what’s necessary to save you. He’ll burn down the world if he has to.” ~ Rosalie
“Hmm. Little Rose. You smell mouthwatering.”
I want to protect the girl, but at the same time, the beast in me wants to feel her tremble and use her tears to satisfy the hunger growing in my chest since I first laid eyes on her.
When she peeks up at me again, I ask, “Do you know who I am?” She shakes her head, the single word quivering over her lips filled with a world of vulnerability. “N-no.” “Viktor Vetrov.” My name registers with shock and terror, draining the color from her face. She’s definitely heard of me.
“You don’t have to test my patience to get my attention. All you have to do is ask.”
“Don’t forget who I am just because I’ve been nice to you.” The head of the bratva and my kidnapper. How can I forget?
“Jesus, you should spend every second of every day smiling.”
But the instant she notices I’m staring at her, the smile fades away, and it feels as if the sun is setting on my world.
“It doesn’t matter where you run to, Little Rose, I’ll always find you.”
“I don’t care if I have to be the villain in your story. At least I’ll keep you alive, and it’s the only thing that matters.”
I’d be fucking surprised if she isn’t a virgin. The corner of my mouth lifts at the thought.
“Viktor.” I have no idea what I’m begging for against his lips, I only know I need him to do more. To touch me harder. To kiss me until I can’t breathe. To make me feel things I’ve never felt before. “More,” whimper.
I know without a doubt this woman loves me. I’ll never love another woman the way I love you, baby.
“You’re mine,” I say with determination. “I might let you go the day after tomorrow, but you’re mine, Rosalie. I’ll give you all the time you need, and when you’re ready, you’ll come back to me.”
“I’m not going to survive without Rosalie. Christ, Luca, I love her. I can’t face a day without her.”
I’ve fought wars and killed hundreds, and all it took was a woman to bring me to my knees.
“Viktor.” When I turn my aggravated gaze to him, he says, “It’s clear you love her. Why did you let her go?”
Because only a villain will do what’s necessary to save you. He’ll burn down the world if he has to.
“Never leave Viktor’s side again. He’s been driving me insane.”
“I’m a sinner, Father. You’ll find no mercy with me.”
It’s because I’m stunned out of my ever-loving mind by seeing firsthand how powerful he is. It’s because I’ve never seen anything hotter than Viktor in action. It’s because I’m free to love him.
“You calling me Mr. Vetrov makes me hard as fuck, but you’re in no condition for sex.”
“Ya lyublyu tebya, moya Malen'kaya Roza,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair. I think I know what the words mean and focus on how safe they make me feel. No one can hurt you anymore. You’re safe in Viktor’s arms.
If you knew…” The corner of his mouth lifts slightly, “I love you, Rosalie. I love every-fucking-thing about you. How petite you are. How gentle and pure your nature is. How fucking exquisite every inch of you is.” He leans closer, pressing his forehead to mine. “I love you so fucking fiercely and will never let you go. It’s you and me for life.”
“I’ll only kneel before you, moya Malen'kaya Roza. You have the power of the bratva and the Priesthood behind you. Never hesitate to use it if you find yourself in trouble.”
“Slava ne mogut apisat’ mayu u lyubof’ k tebe, moya Malen'kaya Roza.” “What does that mean?” “Words can’t describe my love for you, my Little Rose.”
“You’re not just you. You’re moya Malen'kaya Roza. You’re the woman I love, the woman I killed for.” I lean closer, making sure I have her attention. “Rosalie, I’m not worthy of you.”
“Wipe that smile off your face. I swear, your farts stink so bad, you’d swear you’re already dead and decomposing.” “Eau De Koslov,” he chuckles. “You’ve got the eww part right.”
Uncle Alexei’s gaze flicks between us, then he says, “Didn’t I call it?” “We all called it,” Dad mutters. “Yeah, but I called it first.”
“For what it’s worth. Thank you for taking out the bastard.” My eyebrow pops up. “No love lost?” “None whatsoever,” he mutters. “In that case, you’re welcome.”
“I’ll always be behind you, moya Malen'kaya Roza. To protect you at all costs.”
“It will always be me and you, moya Malen'kaya Roza. Forever.” “Forever,” I whisper against his lips right before he claims my mouth.
“Do your hearts also do this weird squeezing thing as if it’s being strangled, whenever your kids do something amazing?” Liam asks.
If anyone ever had to ask me what the mafia is about, my answer would be this moment. Family and friends. People who have your back through thick and thin, who will bleed with you to protect the empires we’ve built over the years.
