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336 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 14, 2015












I was twenty eight years old. We were in love. And it was the saddest thing in the world.In "Kingpin," I saw the story of Dornan, Juliette and John continue but boy did I find myself in all kinds of knots over what I was reading. I really didn't know whether I was coming or going when it came to Dornan Ross and there were a few occasions (I'm ashamed to say), he almost had me eating out of the palm of his hands. Did I feel sympathy towards him? Did I feel a pang of pain for the hand of cards he'd been dealt? Surely not? Thank god these moments were fleeting on my part because no sooner had he got my pity when two seconds later he would unleash the beast within and reveal a side I despised The monster was never far away and regardless of how he justified situations, regardless of how he thought he was doing the right thing, he really was ruthless, brutal and barbaric with a conscience that belonged right alongside the devil's.
They say drowning is a peaceful way to die, but Dornan Ross wasn't so sure about that. He had been drowning in blood and lies his entire life.
"You don't understand. He loves me. He saved me."
John looked at me sadly, the smile fading from his face.
"You call this saved?"
I saw fresh bruises blossoming across my skin, and marvelled at how close love and death could become. Dirty. Messy, inexplicably intertwined.

