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“You and I both know this is the shit we live for. The adrenaline. The rush. The fucking hunt that lets us unravel.”
“I always knew you were an asshole. Cruel. Even cold-hearted at times. But I never thought of you as an unjust man, Alexius. And what you’re doing to Leandra, the future mother of your twins, it’s unjustified and downright despicable.” Her eyes narrow as she leans closer. “Your father would be disappointed.”
“Then what the hell are we supposed to do?” “It’s easy. Accept that you’re my wife, that you’re having my children, and that there is nothing in this entire goddamn world that will change that. Ever.”
“No, you don’t. Feel how wet you are for me.” His finger sinks deeper, and I arch my back against him. “You want me inside you, don’t you, stray?” “What I want is irrelevant. What I need is to get the fuck away from you.” His fingertip brushes over my clit, and I bite my lip, stifling a moan. “Then run,” he murmurs against my ear. “See what happens when I catch you.”
“You are mine, and I am yours. There is nothing that can change that. I don’t care if you villainize me for the rest of your goddamn life, I will not let you go.”
“Even now, you feel it. Beneath all that hurt, all that anger, you still feel it. It’s too fucking strong. And as God is my witness, Leandra, I will remind you just how strong it really is. Every. Goddamn. Day.” He drags his teeth across his bottom lip. “I swear it.”
“Right now.” He leans closer, and I can smell his cologne, the whiskey on his breath. “Right now, I want you to let me fuck you until you see fucking stars. And once I’ve made you come, and I’m done staring at your creamed pussy, I want you to tell me how much you love me. That you’ll stop fighting what you feel for me. Then I’m going to watch your tits get larger.” He reaches down and cups my breast, squeezing before dragging his hand to my stomach, flattening his palm. “I’m going to watch your belly grow and feel my babies move inside you, knowing they are the best parts of both of us.”
“You lied to me,” I whisper. “And it hurts. God, it hurts so much.” Alexius shoots up, his face tight with concern. “Leandra—” “Make it stop. Please,” I beg, my heartache as uncontrollable as the tears streaming down the sides of my face. “Make it fucking stop!” I sob, and he pushes himself off me. I flinch when his cock slips out, and I turn onto my side, clutching my belly and bending my knees, feeling like a pathetic mess—a woman with no fucking pride. If I had any, I wouldn’t have given in so easily to the man who changed the course of my life without blinking. I’m a wreck because of him,
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‘Love is not the butterflies you feel when you’re with someone. It’s the brokenness you experience when you’re apart.’
“I don’t think you understand the magnitude of what I feel for you, how protective I am of you, how determined I am to give you everything you want.” My heart skips a beat. “Ask me for ashes, and I will burn the world to the ground. Ask me for blood, and I will slaughter every man from here to Bangkok and bring you their hearts. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
“Love is not the butterflies you feel when you’re with someone. It’s the brokenness you experience when you’re apart.”
“I would rather live with the burden of loving you than suffer without you.”
“You are everything to me, Leandra.” His voice is low and rough. “Nothing will ever change that. But—” “But nothing,” I say. “You are mine, and I am yours. That’s all that matters, and if you don’t see it, then you’re the stupidest fucking man I know.”
“At Mito, you told me I’ve been a predator all along. You were right. I’m not prey. I’m just like you, and together we do fucked-up so goddamn well.”
Nicoli’s eyes narrow, suspicion clinging to his top lip. “Don’t trust it.” “What?” “It’s a trap.” I frown. “A trap? How?” “Women don’t get over shit that fast. They say they do, pretend like everything’s fine, long forgotten and forgiven. Then one day you forget to put the damn toilet seat down, and all that long forgotten and forgiven crap comes back and pummels you to be the lowest piece of shit ever.”
“So, you’re not only going to be a father, but you’re going to have a daughter?” “Yes.” “A girl?” “We’re going in circles.” “A girl?” “Nicoli, snap out of it.” And then he bursts out laughing. And it’s not just a chuckle or a snicker. It’s a full-belly laugh, and by the looks of it, it’s hurting his face. “Holy shit,” he says through a fit of laughter. “You’re going to have a girl.” I stare at him, deadpan. “I fail to see the joke in this.” “Oh, it’s there.” He leans his head back, his laughter rolling in every direction. “See,” he finally gathers himself and sits up straight, “when you have a
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