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We’re sex-positive in this household.
“Mum, Dad. Meet my girl and your future daughter-in-law, Mia Sokolov.”
I just happen to have a partner in crime now.”
All of them were carefully constructed by Levi as gifts to his wife and children.
They let him be himself when he needed it the most.
“He’s also been showing me his most recent pieces and saying he found his muse,” she says. “I’m guessing that’s you.”
“Don’t underestimate the role of a muse. Some say it’s inseparable from our souls.”
According to Lan, his Uncle Aiden has always been his number one fan, the enabler of his anarchy-driven mind, and the one who understands his antisocial behavior the best.
“Dad…” Eli says, all humor absent. “Remember when I said I want Lan gone?” “Yes, constantly.” “I still want him gone.”
“And stop asking your dad for help like a little bitch. How old are you? Six?”
“Let them be.” Aiden smiles. “It’s amusing.”
“Uncle, meet Mia. The future queen to my kingdom.”
“I’ve been saying that for months,”
Eli glares at him and Lan merely waggles his brows.
She’s still my twin, and like Bran said, it’s in our DNA to love our twins, no matter what they do.
“Thank you for letting me into your world.” “Thank you for being my world.” “Thank you for helping me get my voice back.” “Thank you for letting me hear it.”
“My favorite psychos.”
“Rude,” Eli mutters under his breath.
He might be crazy, but he’s my crazy.
The subject and the exhibition’s name? The Mystery of a Muse.
I stand in the corner, watching everyone falling head over heels for my genius and the reason behind my genius.
The world is caught in a chokehold by my favorite—and possibly my only—masterpiece. But not more than me.
Turns out, I was the problem and the drama king. Shocker, I know.
I can’t help watching her, falling for every spark in her wildflower eyes all over again.
“I used to believe I didn’t have a soul, but it turns out, I just needed you to fill it up. Now that I found you, I can’t and won’t live without you. Mia Sokolov, would you marry me?”
My woman. My muse. My forever.
