(mature content – sort of)
Lukyan POV.
I ram our lips and it leaves her breathless.
I can’t ignore the pain forceful underneath, the blood flowing through me… my blood boiling, I may be a fuc-ing maniac, but I know what triggers her, I know how her head works.
I know when to take advantage of her.
I know she doesn’t want me anymore; I know she feels this is wrong and I know she also thinks I won’t leave her alone after this.
And she’s right, because I fuc-ing love her, “Lukyan… I-I can’t…” I sigh into her neck and she shivers.
“Nothing is stopping you, Issabella,” We both know this… but of course, I know everything about her, enough to know how to pull her strings.
I pick her up and we slide against the wall, “Lukyan,” I don’t stop, I don’t fuc-ing want to, I peck her skin so
