You own every part of me. Every. Single. Part. You strip me fucking bare, Cay, and I’m over here, willing to bleed myself dry for you.———Mal
This Dark Romance book is seriously one of the best BEEEEESSSSSTTTTTTTT reads I've had this year! I absolutely adore how Mal is completely obsessed with Cay. They are just so perfect together!♥️😭🥹
She finds a pair of AirPods, placing them in her ears .
“Who are you?” the infuriatingly gorgeous and must-be-new hacker whispers.
Her round blue eyes stare at me in shock, her plump lips gaped. Tight nipples poke through her skin-tight gray tank top.
For a moment, I forget about revenge and just look at her. Then anger bubbles in my chest. Burns my insides.
Fuck him for hiring what must be the most beautiful woman in New York. In the world, even.
He had a thing for her since the beginning, but the only thing he wanted was revenge. But the more he knew her, the more addicted to her he became.
The hate inside me is familiar. All consuming. I hate her. Hate how beautiful she is and the way she fakes innocence and gets me hard for her.
Twenty years have made me this person. This angry, bitter man. A resentful man.
OOOOOMMMMMGGGGGG OMG you have no clue how incredibly satisfied I am with how H (Mal) groveled to h (Cay). I absolutely adore his hidden depths, his messed up side. He was a guy filled with rage and resentment due to his past, but he was also like a solitary creature.
Cadence. The woman stuck in my head. The woman whose taste still lingers on my tongue. I haven’t had my mouth on her, but I know how she’ll taste. Sweet. Delicious. Addictive.
My poisoned apple.
Fuck.
The storylines were amazing and I just couldn't put the book down. I started reading yesterday and I was completely engrossed in what was going to happen next. Suddenly, it hit me that I had to go to work tomorrow when it was already midnight.
I promised Emmy and myself I’d keep my eyes on what’s important. I said I won’t let thinking with my dick fuck it up.
Yet here I am, sitting and eavesdropping on Cadence.
Getting fucking attached, even though I told myself I wouldn’t.
Getting hard while coming up with all the ways to bend Cadence over. Spank her until she admits she is into someone. Me.
As Sasha keeps probing, I start devising a plan to punish my little spy.
She strips me of my self-restraint. Of the need for my revenge. Of my loyalty to my family. She has it coming.
I had a blast reading Mal's point of view. It was super interesting to see how he tries to hate Cay, but his mind keeps going back to stalking her. I couldn't stop laughing at how adorable he is. The best part about our main character is that he's focused and there's abso-FUCKING-lutely NOOOOO other woman drama involved. He's the INSANELY PERFECT book husband!
Cadence shouldn’t find comfort with me. Fucking shouldn’t.
I sure as shit shouldn’t be satisfied to watch it.
We’re both fucked.
This woman I intend to ruin, who stands against almost everything I believe in, she broke through my harsh exterior.
My satisfaction runs deeper than watching her being humiliated.
I feel protective of her. I can’t stay indifferent anymore. She’s wet on his chair. Mortified. And I did it.
So fucked.
There are so many things I really LOOOOOOVEEEEEEE about this book. The storylines and writing were really appealing, and I love H more than h because H was just perfect and soooo perfect in every single way!!!!!!😭😩♥️🥹
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She’s mine. Has been since the moment I found her online. Became more mine once she stepped into my penthouse.
The sight of her—the intoxicating energy that radiated from her—that sealed her fate. Sealed our destiny. The last of my denial crumbled and died at my feet.
I still don’t need a girlfriend.
It’s her I’m after. I thought she was my enemy.
She’s way more than that.
She’s my everything.
My obsession with her is a real, tangible thing. Fuck, it was real when I hated her. It’s everywhere now.
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“What are you doing to me?” I mouth without saying the words aloud.
She licks her lips, swallows. My hand goes to the back of her neck, pulling her to me for a kiss.
“More beer.” She’s breathless. Beautiful. “Sir?”
“Only you, baby.”
My fingers roam through the hair she left down and wild. I push my hips up. Cadence dips her chin, batting her eyelashes at me.
I lower my hands to Cadence’s hips and her flesh dips for me.
She’ll never be Dario’s. She never was, either.
She belongs to me.
“Mine.”
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Overnight, her hair has dried. The blond locks glimmer around her in a halo. Her thick mass of hair covers the pillows under her head like streaks of light. Her thick eyelashes rest on her soft cheeks and her pink lips are slightly parted.
Beautiful.
Every strand of her hair, every patch of skin, every breath she takes between those plump lips. Each of them is beautiful. Each draws me to her.
Each of them
tortures me.
To think not too long ago I considered her the enemy. Was too proud to run a simple search that would’ve spared her the heartache I caused.
Sure, I had my reasons. She and I were complete strangers. The half-truth I knew sounded like the typical, clichéd full story. Last but not least, there was me. The walls I’d built around me were harder to penetrate than those around Fort Knox, and my trust in humanity had been almost beyond repair over the years.
It still doesn’t absolve me from what I did.
Fortunately, it’s not too late.
I’m keeping Cadence. Never letting go. We’ll have a lifetime together. I’ll have an eternity to make it up to her.
I’ll tend to her and treat her like the bratty, delicate flower she is.
“Malachi,” she mumbles in her sleep.
The way she says my name. It pulls my gaze to her face. On my way up her body, a smile curves my lips up. She’s so fucking beautiful. Sprawled here, between my sheets, hugging a pillow to her chest. Too fucking adorable for her own good.
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Cadence’s lips curl in a smirk of her own. “I’m glad you didn’t go to the police, Mal.”
“You are?”
“Fuck yeah.” The heat from her crotch matches the flames in her eyes. She presses herself to my thickening cock, her fingers digging into my neck. “He would’ve killed you before they even started investigating. Then we wouldn’t have met. I wouldn’t have had the absolute pleasure of helping you take your revenge.”
Cadence bends to kiss me. I grab her hips, my firm hold keeping her pinned to me.
Fuck holding back. Fuck hiding my feelings behind walls and locks. Fuck being safe.
“I love you,” I say. “I’m crazy about you. You weren’t supposed to be this person who makes me question myself. I wasn’t supposed to fall for who I thought was my enemy. Yet, there you were. Jesus, Cadence, you’re a whirlwind. You’re water and fire. You mess with my head and fuck if I don’t like it. You’re so fucking addictive, Cay. And I love you.”
The tears glistening in her eyes sparkles in the darkness surrounding us. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“No.” I crane my head up to kiss the corners of her eyes, tasting the salt in them. Loving how they, too, are mine. “It did, though. I’m not sorry—”
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I’m savoring her. Taking her as if this is the last time I’ll ever have a chance to kiss her.
She’s mine. Will never be anyone else’s wife, will never share another man’s sunrise or sunset. Her sweet little gasps in my mouth belong to no one but me.
“You own me, you know that?” I break our kiss without losing the grip on my human lifeline. My dick is hard, but my obsession with her, the person, burns brighter. “You own every part of me. Every. Single. Part. You strip me fucking bare, Cay, and I’m over here, willing to bleed myself dry for you.”