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She spits in my face, and while I wipe it off, my brain empties of every single thought except one: I think I fucking love this woman.
“Because I chose to protect you over family—the previous most important thing to me—the Bratva will now be after you. They think I took someone precious from them, and now they will try to take someone precious from me.” “So, what now? I’m just going to be locked up in here with you like some princess in a tower.” “No, baby. You’re a queen.”
“We’re endgame, baby, and if you don’t see that, you better put that bullet in my head right now because I’m gonna ruin all other men for you when I worship every inch of your body.”
“You belong to me as surely as the heart that beats in this chest belongs to me.”
“Would you really have shot his dick off?” “A chuisle, I would shoot my own dick off if it meant you were safe,”
“I’ll hurt your body because I know you love the pain. I’ll break your resolve because I love to hear you beg. But I don’t want to hurt your soul or break your heart.”
“You’re in my fucking veins, Harlow.”
I feel the thrum of her heart on my chest, and I think, that heart is beating for me. Just as mine beats for her.
“You’re gonna kill me, woman.” “I’m sure you’ve survived much worse.” He shakes his head. “Not even fucking close.”
I may not be able to fill the hole in her heart, but maybe I can patch it.
“If I had to kill you, I would insist you take that knife out of my leg and bury it in my neck right now. I’m not scared of dying, but I am scared of living without you.”
“You’re the blood that pumps in my veins, the pulse of my heart, and I am forever yours.”
