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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 find this one hell of a sight. I want to take him right now because ever since I got on stage and he was watching me with that lustful look I felt bothered and hot.

I don't know if it's because I haven't had sex in a while but I want to have Alexander fuck me, but I would never admit that out loud.

"Shit," I say, not knowing what else to say.

"Let's go," Alexander says before taking my hand and leading us out the door.

"Wait, I need my dress."

"Angel, by the end of the night that dress will be shredded to pieces," Alexander says looking back at me.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. "I am not walking outside where it's freezing cold, in underwear and a bra," I deadpan.

Alexander sighs deeply. "Thalia, I hope you are going to be ready for what I have planned when we get to that hotel room because there is no way in hell I am letting you go anywhere after."

"We'll see," I smirk before walking past him out of the private room.

Alexander Russo is going to be the death of me.

Eighteen

Once Thalia is done changing, I drag her out of the club and bring her into my car that is parked right out front.

I don't care if she brought a car with her or not, as long as we get to the hotel before my balls fucking explode.

"What's got you all tense?" Thalia asks in a teasing tone as I drive through the streets.

"You love to play games with me, angel, but let's see how well you do playing my kind of games because I am positive that you won't survive," I say while staring straight at the road.

Thalia then laughs.

She fucking laughs and I grip the wheel tighter and grunt in response.

"I'd love to see the type of games you play, Alexander. Tell me is it anything like the games you play with your little whores?"

I look at Thalia and see her raising her eyebrows with an amused smile.

"Oh, baby, never. With you, it will always be the best kind of game, but you see this little game we have been playing has been going on for too long now and I think I have had enough."

"What game?" Thalia asks in an innocent tone as she turns in her seat, so she is facing me, and lays her feet on my lap.

I feel my cock get harder as I keep driving. "Oh, angel I think you know the kind of game and it has been going on for too fucking long."

The rest of the drive to the hotel is silent. The tension between us is growing and I can't fucking take it.