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Chapters (65)
  1. Dedication
  2. Playlist
  3. Prologue
  4. FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
  5. One
  6. SIX YEARS AGO
  7. Two
  8. PRESENT
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. ARIA
  15. Eight
  16. Nine
  17. Ten
  18. Eleven
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Fifteen
  23. Sixteen
  24. Seventeen
  25. Eighteen
  26. Nineteen
  27. Twenty
  28. Twenty One
  29. Twenty Two
  30. Twenty Three
  31. Twenty Four
  32. Twenty Five
  33. Twenty Six
  34. Twenty Seven
  35. Twenty Eight
  36. Twenty Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty One
  39. Thirty Two
  40. Thirty Three
  41. Thirty Four
  42. Thirty Five
  43. Thirty Six
  44. Thirty Seven
  45. Thirty Eight
  46. Thirty Nine
  47. Forty
  48. Forty One
  49. SIX YEARS LATER
  50. Forty Two
  51. Epilogue
  52. ONE YEAR LATER
  53. Author’s Note
  54. Prologue
  55. JANE REYES
  56. Chapter One
  57. JANE REYES
  58. Untitled
  59. Untitled
  60. Killian De Luca
  61. Killian De Luca
  62. NINE YEARS AGO
  63. Untitled
  64. Acknowledgments
  65. About the Author

I get inside my car and put my phone in my pocket before starting the car and driving out of the De Luca estate and towards my house.

Thalia Fucking De Luca.

She makes my blood boil.

She used to be so fucking innocent and never got in any trouble. I was always jealous of her because of how good and amazing she was at everything. Training, fighting, shooting, etc. But now I am better, but it didn't happen overnight.

Thalia and I have always competed against each other but for some reason, it gives me satisfaction seeing her so mad when I do things better than her or just when I get her mad in general.

Seeing her face get flustered when I am close to her makes me feel heat go down to my cock and I always need to find a release after every fucking encounter with her. No matter what happens, and it fucking frustrates me.

I feel my breathing pick up as I drive through the streets.

When I see no cars in the way I pick up the speed making it go to seventy.

Eighty.

Ninety.

Then one hundred.

Thalia Fucking De Luca.

Once I get to my house, I see Alina’s car parked outside my house with her inside. But as I pull into my garage, right where all of my other cars are I see her get out.

She is wearing a skimpy-ass outfit. A white corset top making her boobs pop out and then tiny little blue shorts that show most of her ass. Let's not forget about the fucking red heels either because if Alina doesn't wear red heels is she even Alina?

I get out of my car and slam the door. I close the garage doors and walk towards Alina.

"Hey, baby," she says, trying to sound flirty but it was just fucking annoying.

Alina is a good fuck but not good company. She has amazing boobs and a decent ass, but her personality is just fucking annoying. Her voice makes me want to scream and not in a good way. She doesn't moan like a normal person either, it always has to be dramatic.

I met her in my last year of high school. She had a good body and was willing to give herself to me, so I took advantage of that. Wish I would have known if she was going to be fucking clingy or not.

"Shut the fuck up," I mutter as I walk past her and go inside the house. "You are here for one thing and one thing only."

Alina follows me all the way up to my room and once we get inside, she takes off her top while I take off my shirt.