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“If there will be my ring on anyone’s finger, it’ll be yours,” he said. I chewed on my lip, my heart stalling. “You never answered me last night. Do you remember the night I kissed you?”
“Look how beautiful you are. Covered in blood. I can almost picture the crown on your head,”
emerald on the gold band. It was a beautiful ring, something understated yet still impressive in size. The green gem was a princess cut, and the piece fit perfectly on my ring finger. I had a feeling this ring was hand-selected by someone on
“You’ve been running from me for as long as I can remember. Let me catch you, love.”
“Why do you have tears in your eyes, pretty girl? Who do I need to murder?”
“Because power allows me to be closer to you. To protect you. To take care of you. August is king, but I am not afraid to be a monster, Christine. A monster isn’t hesitant to fight or to get their hands bloody. I can accomplish things he wouldn’t get away with. I don’t have a moral compass, which means I don’t give a fuck who I have to hurt to get to you. Monsters aren’t afraid of the dark, baby.”
With August, I had to become what I feared. With Atticus, I got to accept the darkest parts of my soul. And somewhere between all of that, Leo was there too. We were trauma bonded, the rugged bodyguard and I.
“Do what, Little Monster?” he whispered so softly I almost didn’t hear him. What the fuck? They had pet names now? I needed a cute name for her. Like mine or tightest pussy I’ve ever dicked.
“Nod like a good girl so I know you understand.” I did what anyone would do at that moment. I nodded.
“I’m afraid I can’t ask you,” he replied. “You see, Christine, if I asked, that would imply you had any say in this. But it’s not my mother, this Crown, or your so-called crimes that draw us together. It’s…fate. As obscure and obsolete of a construct as that is, you’ve been mine since the day you were born. You’ve had my heart since that night you moved in. We have been meant to belong together for as long
as I can remember. It’s too late to stop now. It’s too late to ask.”
