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Dark Desire + Burned
“I’ll let you in on a secret because I feel generous. The more you speak Spanish, the more you turn me on. There is no reason why we can’t enjoy each other. We are, after all, going to marry.”
“I’m not going to sleep with you, and the marriage is just temporary. You were right about one thing. Sleeping together was a mistake that will never happen again.” I say while feeling his hard desire for me. Between that and his scent is nearly impossible to keep a clear head. “Now, please leave. I want to get ready for school.”
“Is that what you really want?” There is a smirk on his face.
“Stop asking me that. The answer isn’t going to change.”
“Are you sure about that?”
Logan Carmichael is a selfish, entitled, controlling pendejo that swears women only breathe to please him. This was supposed to be a temporary marriage of convenience. I was never supposed to fall in love with him.
But how the hell was I supposed to know I wouldn’t want another man but him?
“Being with you was meant to be easy. I never wanted to be in a relationship.” I tell Dyson, tired of the back and forth.
“You are a selfish asshole.” I can’t help but laugh.
“Do you think I don’t know that?”
“I regret everything,” he starts, but I interrupt him.
“Please, I have been the best thing that has ever happened to you.”
“I feel sorry for you. You are throwing your life away. I can’t stay here and pretend like everything is ok.”
“I’m not asking you to. You are a man who thinks he is better than everyone. I don’t need you in my life.”
Trigger warning: This season features discussions and topics that may be sensitive to some readers. It explores themes of codependency, rage, toxic relationships, and abuse. If you have triggers, please skip this season. Discretion is advised.
Captured By Him
“I will never believe anything you have to say. You are a liar who used me. I should have known,” I scream at Enzo.
“I have never been anyone other than myself.”
His voice is dark, filled with the lust that I crave.
“You think I’m your prisoner and must do whatever you order.”
I try to walk away from him, but he grabs my arm to stop me.
“Where do you think you are going?”
“Let me go, Enzo.”
“You are mine.”
“Why are you doing this?”
I ask, but I know it’s a pointless question since I know why.
“Because I can.”
I should have known Enzo is not a man who walks away. I’ve become a pawn in a war because of how I feel. His enemies are hunting me, and I have a secret that will change the rules of the game. The question is, what is most important — Vengeance or Love?
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