Kara f*****g Slade.
If there’s anyone who is going to be the death of me, it’s her.
And if I make a move on her, I’ll be the death of her.
Not that I would ever let that happen. My father may be brutal, but he doesn’t stand a chance against me.
He knows that if I want Kara, I will get her. He made it seem like he was warning me, when really, he was warning Kara.
Scaring her so she’ll resist my temptation. No repeat of history and all that.
I understand that. Completely. It’s why I made Kara think I’m the weaker Sterling.
But over the years, it’s gotten harder and harder to fight to keep my hands to myself. And today revealed why. I got a taste of Kara—a real taste, and now I want more.
“f*****g hell,” I mutter.
I’m going to break something. Maybe everything.
My knuckles slam har
