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It’s amazing what we’re capable of overlooking— what we’re willing to do— when it comes to those we love.
“Sei bellissima quando implori.”
“Oh god,” I moan. “That’s right, amore mio,” he coos, releasing my clit from his teeth. “Let Him hear your screams.”
“I want your blood and your anger and your violence and your lust.” My thumb brushes against her bottom lip. “I want your smiles and your tears and your insolent fucking mouth.”
“I want to reach into your chest and hold your heart in my hands, making sure it only beats for me,” I rasp. “But I don’t want your firsts, Yasmin. I want your forever.”
And this feeling? I don’t want it to leave. I won’t ever let it go. Because it feels like she’s choosing me. And she’s the only one who ever has.
Because my love for Aidan is like a warm sunny day, and my love for Julian is a blazing inferno.
She could burn Sultans to the ground with me inside, and I’d die happily, knowing she was queen of the ashes.
Lol this line was in Scarred
Some people say that family is family, blood is blood. But I say that toxic is toxic, and no one is more important than my inner peace, even if it means I lose them for good.
