By Fate I Conquer (Sins of the Fathers, #4)

by Cora Reilly

The moment our lips touched my body flushed with heat and my pulse raced in my veins, and everything fell into place. Her lips were the softest I’d ever felt. I wanted this kiss, this moment, to last forever. Every kiss, every touch, everything faded into meaninglessness.

With one look out of those doe-eyes she held me captive. I’d never felt this way.

“What we’re doing here is wrong, isn’t it?” All my life I’d tried to be kind to others, but I knew my moral compass wasn’t as tuned in as it should be. Amo smiled darkly. “Do not ask a man like me about right or wrong, Greta. The only thing I can tell you is that nothing has ever felt as right as kissing you.”

In the few moments we’ve shared I’ve already been more yours than I’ve ever been anyone else’s.”

“Oh Amo,” Greta said in a desperate tone. “What kind of deal are we agreeing on here?” “I don’t care. I just don’t care. I want you. I fucking need you in my life. This trip, it made me realize it. There wasn’t a single night in the last twelve months that I didn’t dream about you.”

“Nevio is causing havoc for every reason but love.” “The end result is the same. Love can be as destructive as hatred.”

“Greta, you aren’t a dark secret. You are fucking everything and I want everyone to know. I want everyone to know you’re mine. I don’t ever want there to be someone other than me.” “There’s always only you.”

“I won’t be without you again, Greta. You are mine until I take my last breath. I love you more than everything else in the world.”

“Greta, I don’t want to spend a single day without you. I want you by my side. I’ve always admired my parents’ bond and their unwavering love, and I know our marriage will be like that. Will you marry me?”

“Since the first time I saw you in your tutu, I’ve wanted to do this,” I rasped. “You desired me back then already?” “Oh yes. I was completely obsessed from the first second. I never believed in love at first sight, but you converted me.” Greta laughed, her expression doubtful. “It sounds like lust at first sight.” “Trust me, it wasn’t just lust. I’ve felt lust before but what I felt when I saw you it was so much more potent and scarier.”

I knew her heart would always be split between Las Vegas and New York, and that was okay. Greta’s heart was big enough for her family and me. I would eternally be grateful that she’d opened her heart for me at all.