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368 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 30, 2022



He was curled up next to me, still fast asleep, using my arm as a pillow. If that wasn’t enough, one of his legs was hooked around one of mine. I didn’t care. He could have used my whole body as a pillow and I wouldn’t have cared. I just liked being near him, especially like this.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact someone like Roan loved someone like me, but I thanked God every day that he was mine. My sun. My everything.
❝kidnap anyone lately?❞ i asked with a smirk of my own.
❝just you. always you.❞
❝i’ll relax when we’re home and i can take this ridiculous thing off.❞
❝i think you look hot.❞ i shot him a coy smile and bit my lower lip suggestively. ❝my big bad wolf.❞
❝i hate you right now,❞ he said, completely deadpan.
❝sasha, do you love me?❞
❝of course i fucking love you!❞
❝then forget the rest, because it doesn’t matter.❞
❝it does matter.❞
❝i love you and you love me. that’s all i care about.❞
❝but—❞
❝no. no ❛buts.❜❞




❝i don’t want you to ever forget who you are, what you can do,❞ he said quietly. ❝no matter what happens, the sun always rises.❞
❝even if you left me tomorrow, i would still love this tattoo. you were the first good thing that was ever mine. everything i’ve done here, the good i’ve done here, is because of you.❞
❝do you want to know what happened to the last man who didn’t listen to me? i peeled his face off while he was still alive. keep it up and you’ll lose more than your fucking tongue.❞
❝i want you, roan. that’s it.❞
❝that’s it? really?❞
at the moment, i’d probably have an easier time convincing him the sun rose in the west. ❝yes, really. i don’t know why you don’t believe me.❞
❝i didn’t realize your standards were so low.❞
i made a face at him. ❝don’t be stupid.❞
❝don’t be a dick,❞ he spat back, making the same irritated face at me.
❝you’re going to torture that guy?❞
❝yes.❞
fuck, he didn’t even blink! ❝why?❞ i practically gasped the word. ❝why not kill him and be done with it?❞
❝he was going to kill you. he doesn’t get off that easy,❞ sasha replied, as if the answer was obvious. ❝are you still hungry?❞
❝what?❞
❝breakfast.❞ he glanced at his watch. ❝well, brunch now. right? brunch? that’s the word?❞
if he was anyone else, i would have thought he was fucking joking. ❝you cannot talk about torturing someone to death and then turn around and take me to brunch!❞
❝why not?❞
of course he blinked that time. not over torture and death — food.
❝you’re hungry. let’s go eat. it’s going to be a long day for me.❞
i-✋🥺💕
❝you know, I’m not going to think less of you if you say something about your feelings once in a while.❞
❝i’m not a fucking greeting card,❞ i muttered.
he laughed softly and ran his hands over my chest, idly tracing some of my tattoos. ❝trust me, i know. i’m just saying… it would be nice to hear—❞
❝roan?❞
❝yeah?❞
❝shut up and kiss me.❞
❝you don’t like the way i’m treating you, solnyshko? you think i’ve been too gentle? too soft?❞ he squeezed the arteries in my neck until I thought my head was going to explode from the pressure. ❝you want me to be the fucking wolf for you?❞
"How can you care," he asked, grudgingly looking up at me, "knowing what you know?"
"Because I love you. I love all of you. The good, the bad, and the fucking ugly. Just like you love me."
'Three little words, followed by four little words. Soft, loving sentiment after a shooting. How fucked up was that? He was proud of me for trying to murder someone. That’s not something you should be fucking proud of.'
If he was anyone else, I would have thought he was fucking joking. "You cannot talk about torturing someone to death and then turn around and take me to brunch!"
"Missing home?" I asked, slipping my arms around his waist and pressing my cheek to his back.
"You’re my home." He dialled down the heat and turned in my arms, kissing me.