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shudder rocks my core, my nipples tightening in anticipation. “Look at you,” he rasps. “You’re so perfect, Queenie.” We both watch his hand as it glides over the curve of my stomach. “Every single inch of you. Perfection.”
“No talking. Just relax and let me worship you.” His eyes flick to mine again, a heated desperation behind them. “Please.”
YES SIRRRR
There’s no time to gather my bearings because I’m falling backward. The sensation slows my perception of time, dragging my heart to my stomach, but it’s over as quickly as it began, because Rafe’s hand shoots out and grips me by the throat.
HELL. NO.
“Our apartments share a wall.”
OHHHH I DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THAT
“Did she win Mama’s necklace, too?” My gaze slides down from the rotting beam to his. “What?” “The four-leaf clover necklace. Did she win that off you too?” But by the dry humor dancing behind his swollen eyelids, I know he already knows the answer.
OH MY GODDDDDDD
He was wrong. It turns out her replying to my friend’s heartfelt paragraph with seven laughing emojis and nothing else was the worst that could happen.
That's So fucking evil bro
“No? Then what do you want? Diamonds? A car? Two cars? An island, Queenie? A Birkin in every color? Fuck,” He licks the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I’ll give you the world in every color if you want it.” I can’t help but grunt a noise of approval. It’s the hustler in me, I guess. “Yes.” “Yes to what?” “All of it.”
Queen knows her worth
“I’m sorry,” he says quietly.
“I really am sorry, Queenie,” he murmurs in a way that makes my knees go jelly-like. “I’ll figure it out, I promise.”
BARK LIKE YOU WANT ITTTT
“Fuck it, I’ll just force her to be with me. That’s what everyone else does—”
I'm wheezing bro
These girls would share their jeans with me in a heartbeat.
“I’m groveling, Queenie. But you need to let me.”
I'll let you
I stare at his profile, emotion swelling in my throat. “Why are you bothering?” His gaze is lazy, trained on the windshield as he pulls out onto the road. “Because I love you,” he says simply.
AND I'M CRYING LIKE A TALLLLLLL CHILD
Penelope Price for Dummies.
I jus might die
I’m in Raphael Visconti’s trap, and I never want to be freed.
“I promise, Queenie. I’m here forever.” I sigh. Wrap my legs around his hips and draw him closer. “Then it’s yours.”
I SAID OOOOOOHHHHH BABYYYY
And that’s okay. I like her being Penny Price too.
Her hand flies to her chest. “I’m lucky, with or without the necklace,” she says quietly. “I have you, I have friends, I have the best job. I’m the luckiest girl in the world.” Her fingers slide over mine, and she takes the box from me. “My socks didn’t work for you, nor did you taking your mama’s advice about believing you’re lucky. So maybe this will.” The four-leaf clover pendant winks as she lifts it off the cushion and dangles it in the space between us. “I had it put on a new chain, so it’s a little longer. More manly, too.” She chokes out an awkward laugh. “Here, let me put it on you.”
AWWWWWWWWWW
My heart has caught fire, and I’m in love with the Queen who lit the match.
MY BABIES
