Chapters (65)
- Dedication
- Playlist
- Prologue
- FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
- One
- SIX YEARS AGO
- Two
- PRESENT
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- ARIA
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty One
- Twenty Two
- Twenty Three
- Twenty Four
- Twenty Five
- Twenty Six
- Twenty Seven
- Twenty Eight
- Twenty Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty One
- Thirty Two
- Thirty Three
- Thirty Four
- Thirty Five
- Thirty Six
- Thirty Seven
- Thirty Eight
- Thirty Nine
- Forty
- Forty One
- SIX YEARS LATER
- Forty Two
- Epilogue
- ONE YEAR LATER
- Author’s Note
- Prologue
- JANE REYES
- Chapter One
- JANE REYES
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Killian De Luca
- Killian De Luca
- NINE YEARS AGO
- Untitled
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I park the car and get out, going to Thalia's side of the car and pulling her out as well. I pull her next to me as we walk inside the hotel. I ignore all of the looks people give us.
I mean, why wouldn’t they look at us. We look like a train wreck.
Thalia is wearing a skimpy ass outfit and I have blood stains on my white dress shirt while holding my blood-stained white suit coat.
When we get inside the elevator, I push her against the wall and once the doors of the elevator close I look down at her.
"Ready to have this game over with?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. Thalia doesn't answer me, so I lean down, my lips brush against hers. I feel her shiver under me, making me smirk down at her. "You nervous, angel?"
"Around you? Never," Thalia smirks while staring at me with those gorgeous sparkly green eyes.
That's it.
I can't take it.
I need her.
I need to taste her.
So, I do.
I lean down and crash my lips on hers.
I am not going to lie, I thought she was going to push me away and slap me in the face but instead she squirms against me, freezes, and then lets out a moan.
God, she tastes better than I imagined.
She tastes like fucking vanilla. She always wears vanilla perfume and every time she passes me, I feel like I am going to faint. Vanilla is her signature scent. She literally lathers herself in vanilla shampoo and body wash and the lip balm she is wearing tastes like fucking vanilla.
God, I want to devour her.
Her fingers curl into my shirt and my little angel does the last thing I expect, she kisses me back while melting into me. My hand wraps around the base of her skull and she trembles against me. Our sins wash away in this euphoric rush. We are both desperate and hungry for more. And for a second, I can't even remember why she is my enemy.
My tongue slips into her mouth and she moans.
But that soon washes away when I hear the bell ring making her pull away from me and turn her head to see who the hell interrupted this amazing fucking moment.
I see an older woman.
She is looking between Thalia and me with a shocked expression while also smirking at us. Thalia groans and rests her head on my shoulder while I have an amused smile on my face. I pick her up, making her wrap her legs around my waist instantly. And before she can argue with me, I press my mouth on her and slip my tongue into her mouth.