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228 pages, Hardcover
First published February 7, 2023
“Who says we need to be healthy?” Duncan clutched my arms. “Fuck all those making shit up about what a relationship should be like. We may not be healthy, but we’re real. What we have is real, and that’s enough.”
It was sick. It was twisted. But for someone to go through so much just to be with me… How could I give up on him?
“And that lets you off the hook?” he snarled. “You beat me until I begged you to stop. You waterboarded me until I pissed myself. Cut me open with your knife, tied me up, monitored me like I was an animal in a zoo. You shaved my fucking head. Do you know how dehumanizing that was?”
“That was the point of it.”
“Fuck almighty. Isn’t it bad enough that you shot me?”
“You deserved it. I was aiming for your heart.”
“If you wanted it so badly, you could have done the polite thing and asked for it.”
“I’ve never felt this way, so I don’t know if what I feel is love. Fuck, because we’re being real here, I don’t even know if I’m capable of loving, but I know the thought of you hurting makes me want to kill whoever is responsible for causing you pain. I know I’ll do the fucking worst shit known to man to make you stay. I’m not above kidnapping you and tying you to my bed to make you mine. Fuck, I’d fake both our deaths and move away with you to somewhere we can start over, and I wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in anyone who stands in my way of having you.”
“I’m curious, though. You left your wife’s bed and traveled all that way to kneel for me. What would your wife think? Sucking the cock of the man who you claimed tortured you for months? What did you call me? A twisted fuck? And what does that make you, Teddy?” He was pale now, and his discomfort only fueled me to hit harder. “Can all the twisted fucks in the house raise their hands, please?”
"She's an obstacle to me. That's all. You were never hers, Teddy. You belonged to me first. These years with her were borrowed, now I'm taking back what's mine."
"You beat me until I begged you to stop. You waterboarded me until I pissed myself. Cut me open with your knife, tied me up, monitored me like I was an animal in a zoo. You shaved my fucking head. Do you know how dehumanizing that was?"
"You've shaved my head, branded me, beaten me, done all sorts of things to me, and I'd never felt as humiliated and like nothing as the day you left me at the gas station and drove away."
"Let's get something straight," he whispered. "When you're in my bed, nobody else matters. You don't have a wife. You only have me....Now say my name again."
"Fuck almighty. Isn't it bad enough that you shot me?"
"You deserved it. I was aiming for your heart."
"If you wanted it so badly, you could have done the polite thing and asked for it."
I shook out my pants. “Where’s my underwear?”
“I’m keeping it.”
Arguing with him was useless.
“Let’s get something straight,” he whispered. “When you’re in my bed, nobody else matters. You don’t have a wife. You only have me.”
This wasn’t the way it was supposed to happen. All I’d wanted was revenge, but when I’d taken him, removed his blindfold, and stared into his blue eyes, I’d felt the most intense pain squeezing my heart. Like an arrow had been thrust through it. And I’d known then that, for better or worse, our lives would never be the same.
After fifteen years, the details were a little faded, but my heart still raced every time I remembered. His sweet body spread out under mine. How he hung on to my shoulders and wrapped his legs around my waist when I fucked him missionary style. The way he didn’t want to let go, even when we were both drenched in cum. He’d beg me to fuck him again to get me to stay with him.
❝You beat me until I begged you to stop. You waterboarded me until I pissed myself. Cut me open with your knife, tied me up, monitored me like I was an animal in a zoo. You shaved my fucking head. Do you know how dehumanizing that was?❞
❝Fuck love. What we have is stronger. Better.❞
❝You can’t honestly think that.❞
❝You can’t honestly think otherwise. You feel it. This connection we have. It’s strong and powerful, and it’ll survive this. ❞








