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Sometimes the villain is the only one who wins because no one else is ruthless enough to fight him.
He may run the Lords’ hell, but I will make sure I burn it down with me.
“You either willingly walk down that aisle to me, or you crawl on your hands and knees with a collar around your neck while I drag you by a leash.”
little darling?”
Now I realize they are their own kind of prison, collecting us as prisoners. They chain us to them with no escape.
I’m the devil now and will choose who burns.
“Welcome to hell, little darling. You’ll only be able to crawl as far as my chains will allow you.”
How is something so stunning so evil?
“We both took a vow that you belong to me and I to you. That means I will eliminate anyone who I think may be a threat to our marriage.”
“Even before I loved my wife, she was mine. And I don’t like anyone seeing what belongs to me.”
“Mr. Crawford isn’t a bad man. He’s just the type who does whatever needs to be done.
I can’t deny that I’m becoming addicted to her. The way her body leans into me and how she whimpers when I touch her.
“Fuck, you, Saint,”
No one fucks with Saint.
“What if I have to fart?” I ask softly, my cheeks heating up with embarrassment. He laughs like I’ve never heard him laugh before. It makes his eyes light up and his chest shake. He looks careless and free.
There are two ways I can go about this. One is bloody, the other is not. I’ve always been the
kind of guy to choose violence. But that was before I had a reason not to. For the first time in my life, I’m going to choose option two.
“You’re okay, Lake. I’ve got you.”
My wife’s life was in danger, and she comes first.
but I hold her in my arms while she sleeps, and I find myself hoping she dreams of me.
Once everyone is eliminated, I will make sure
I’ll play with him like a toy. We’ll see how much he likes being taken advantage of and humiliated.
Men like Tyson Crawford need a sacrifice, and he’s made me realize that I’d willingly be that for him.
Because I’ve come to terms with being disobedient so he can remind me that he owns me.
what you love against you. And the gorgeous brunette who is staring up at me right now is the easiest target to get to me. Love? It doesn’t sound so foreign anymore. If loving someone means you’d burn the world to protect them, then I love her.
Me and her.
The difference is love demands a sacrifice.
But with Laikyn, I don’t want them to see what I do to her behind closed doors. The fact that no other man has ever been allowed to do what I do to her just makes me that much more protective of what’s mine.
Tyson that I loved him
“I love you, Lake.”
“I love you.”
“But you? You, Laikyn Grace Crawford, are my wife. And you having our child would be the greatest gift in this world.”
He loved her more than he loved anything else on this planet.
I’m about to be his sacrifice,
“You saved me,”
but something to show the world that I belong to Tyson Crawford. I’m his Lady. The ring—that I’m still missing—isn’t enough. Wives wear a ring to show they’re married. I need something more.
Tyson sacrificed his life for me—his
“Every scenario I came up with always brought me back to you,”
“I’d choose you, Lake.”
“Yes.”
He’s starving, and I want to be his offering. I’d willingly be his sacrifice. Make me yours.
“I vow.”
“You vow,”
“We vow,”
“Because I’m the Lord who was supposed to kill her.”
I’m dying to be his good girl.
He’s mine.
My wife could tell me that she wanted to burn the world, and I’d be proud to watch her burn it down to nothing but ashes. In my eyes, she could do no wrong.
