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Then his lips were on mine, his hands gripping me tightly to him. I met his kiss with an intensity that rivaled his own. We were two magnets unable to resist one another.
He raised his hand as if to cup my cheek, but instead, his thumb tugged on my bottom lip before drifting down until his large hand cuffed my throat.
Like the last time, she didn’t taste like strawberry lip gloss or mint gum. That would be too typical for her. Rowan Alexander tasted like summer rain and heartbreak. Mine or hers, I couldn’t be sure. Either way, I was addicted. It took every last shred of my control to finally pull away from her.
“I’m going to fuck you against this wall,” I informed her, sounding half savage even to my own ears. “I do something you don’t like, I expect you to fucking tell me.”
Then again, if he was going to hang around me for long, he needed to get used to it because that was what I did. I brought devastation to the world around me. It was only a matter of time before my dark influence touched him as well.
“Well, I know that your father agreed with me that a marriage was the best way to protect you.”
“My bed is your bed. I wake alone, and I will not be happy. Understood?”
Holy hell, why did I feel like saying yes, sir? It was there on the tip of my tongue, but I kept it at bay, nodding instead. He made a masculine rumble deep in his chest, then swatted my ass. “Good, now keep moving.” Suddenly, I wasn’t so tired.
“That’s my girl. My wife. You’re mine, Rowan Byrne. All. Fucking. Mine.”
Keir Byrne had captured what remained of my heart and held it
captive in the palm of his hand. And the scariest part was, I wanted him to have it.
Sometimes the scariest monsters hide in plain sight.
Hearing a parent come undone like that messes with a child. I was no exception.
