~CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE~
The silence that follows is deafening.
I see his fist clench beneath the water, the muscles in his scarred arm bulging. I expect him to roar. I expect him to snap and hurt me.
Instead, he sounds… broken.
“You’re not f*****g leaving me, Amelia.”
I freeze. I have never heard him sound so vulnerable in my entire life. The brutal boss of the underworld is gone; in his place is a man standing on the edge of a cliff.
“I might be the worst man to be with,” he murmurs, his dark eyes searching mine with a desperation that makes my heart ache against my will. “But I’m trying.”
It is the most terrifying thing he has ever said to me. It is the evidence of a monster who has finally been tamed by a love he doesn't know how to handle—and he is realizing, too late, that the onl
