Beautiful Devils (Filthy Wicked Psychos, #2)

by Eva Ashwood

“There’s no reason for us to be in your life,” he repeats. “Except I can’t fucking stay away.”

“You’re not a pawn,” he tells me, his voice lowered. “You never have been. You’re a fucking queen. You’re the only person in this whole goddamned world who could bring me to my knees. The only person who’s ever crawled inside my soul.”

“Ya zhe govoril, chto ne otpushchu tebya,”

I told you I won't let you go

“Ya ne mogu. Nikogda ne smogu.”

I cant. I'll never be able to.