His Rose

Prologue.

I struggle against his iron grip, he is impossibly strong.

"What the f**k are you doing here with him Rosa?!" He says so coldly it actually gives me goosebumps.

"Let me go you a**hole! You've been ignoring me for days, don't act like you care about me now!" I scream at him.

"I gave you space because you wanted it! what the f**k are you talking about?" He asked confused.

"Well I didn't want this you've been so distant and cold to me! I don't like it." I weep.

"So you try to get this f**k-wits attention instead?!" He yells.

"No.... yes. Argh! I don't know!" I look at the ground I feel stupid.

Why do I always mess everything up.

He lifts my head up by my chin and makes me look into his icy blue eyes.

"Rosa, how many times do I have to tell you, you are mine. I will never let you go and I will kill any man who even looks at you twice, got it?" He kissed me hard, full of so much passion I almost forget about the random guy watching us.

He cleared his throat.

Cole pulled away from me and glared at the guy.

I think his name was Cain?

Before I knew it Cole drew his gun and shot the guy dead between the eyes.

I scream.

"That's what happens when you try and talk to other men Amore Mio." He growled in my ear.

"You are mine, your mind, body and soul belongs to me." He continues.

He cups my s*x and begins rubbing me slowly.

"And this. This is definitely mine." He says possessively and continues to tease me through my panties, trailing kisses along my jawline.

I throw my head back and lean into him, savouring the pleasure, he always turns me on no matter where we are.

I'm infatuated by him.