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497 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2016
"Total discretion. Just sex."
“You’re the last person in the world I was supposed to fall in love with.”
All he'd wanted to do was get all this crap away from the club so the cops wouldn't come knocking on doors. Now he had Domenico fucking Maisano on his hands.
“What happened that night? I rubbed my ass all over a couple of dicks. Some Italian guy showed up in the alley with blood all over his fancy suit. And I rubbed my ass over some more dicks.”“Isn’t much else to tell.” “I doubt that.” “That’s all you’ll get from me.”
“What happened that night? I rubbed my ass all over a couple of dicks. Some Italian guy showed up in the alley with blood all over his fancy suit. And I rubbed my ass over some more dicks.”“Isn’t much else to tell.” “I doubt that.” “That’s all you’ll get from me.”
Tonight happened because every time I kill someone, a piece of me dies with him, and I needed—I need—to feel alive.
I need so much more for you. But I can’t ask for what I can’t give.
No, this couldn’t last forever. No, this wasn’t something that fit into his pre-orchestrated world. But for tonight—for as many nights as he could—this was where he needed to be. This was the one person on earth he needed to be with. This was who he needed to be.
"I'm not supposed to feel this way for you. I'm not supposed to feel anything for you. What the hell is going on?"
"Sergei had undoubtedly saved his life that first night, but Dom was starting to think he did that every time they were together. He’d become a drug. Not a recreational one, but one that kept everything functioning the way it was supposed to.
I’m going to lose my mind without you."
"I want you. I’m supposed to want you dead, but I just want you."
"“You’re the last person in the world I was supposed to fall in love with.”"
"Death was waiting outside for both of them, but at least they finally got to know what it was like to feel this alive."