Take Me Apart (Vitale Brothers, #1)
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Read between May 3 - May 4, 2025
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It just feels like there’s always something more important than me out there. To everyone I know.
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The horny brain side of me almost wanted him to hold me down and never let me escape. Then I will know he really cares about me.
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“You’re shit at listening.” I grabbed another box and handed it to him. “I’m never letting you go, Tex Caster.”
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“You distract me, and risotto is a delicate dish.” “I’m distracting you? How?” I sighed. “You being so close makes me want to bend you over the counter and fuck you as I hold a knife to your throat.”
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“But I’m not craving drugs or even alcohol.” He licked his lips as his eyelids lowered and his pupils dilated. “I found something far more intoxicating and just as deadly.”
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“Want to talk about why there is a cop passed out in your bed with your cum leaking out of his ass?” Gin asked. My shoulders tightened, and I glared at my brother. He shrugged. “I had a few sugar-coated options, but let’s be real, Enzo. You’re essere stupido.” “I know.” I couldn’t deny it, but there was no way around it. “You know what you have to do.” I shook my head. “He’s mine.” “Enzo—” “Gin, lui è il mio tutto.”
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“You know what they say. If you love something, let it free or some shit like that.” I shook my head. “That is ridiculous. It should be, if you love something, lock it away so that it never escapes.”
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Enzo was the most important thing in my life. I only wanted to focus on him.
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“Fuck. I think I love you too,” I whispered. A smile took over his lips as his eyes closed one last time and stayed closed. The soft, even breathing against my ear made my chest tighten. I stared at Enzo for what felt like ages, watching his chest rise and fall as he held onto me. I love you more than I’ve ever loved another human being in my life.
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“From now on, I’m the only one allowed to hurt you or make you cry. Every inch of you belongs to me.” I bit his lip. “Even your life.” Tex groaned. “Yeah. Where do I sign, Satan?”