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007. The ghost of him
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Break Me Apart (MxM) From the author
Ahem!Thank you to every single one of you who took the time to read this book. And a special thanks to those who have been here since the very first book. I appreciate each and every one of you more than words can say.Pansey, this book was born because of you. Without you, these pages would be empty. Shirley, your unwavering support carried me through the hardest parts of writing, thank you from the depths of my heart.Angelamarie, every time I thought I was out of words, your comments dragged me back to the keyboard. You’re the reason my imagination never dried up. I love you endlessly. Namita, you being around in the comments always made me smile and kept me going. To everyone I couldn’t mention, please know that I love you all so very much. Without your support, I never would have come this far.As for Renato Marino and Jayce Beckett… their story ends here. I’m letting them go, giving them a chance to live their lives beyond these pages. I wish them the best of luck. Lol.As f
Break Me Apart (MxM) Book 3? Maybe.
MARCELO I woke up tied to a bed. My head was pounding, my body wouldn’t move, and there was a man across from me, watching me, sitting there like he owned the fucking world, like he could decide with one single thought whether I lived or died.I had no idea how I got here. All I knew was that someone had already put a price on my life. Someone wanted me dead. And yet…he hadn’t touched me. Not yet.Maksim Morozov. Son of Konstantin. Russia’s number one hitman. Just looking at him made my chest tighten. That smile… calm, dangerous, like he already knew exactly how he'd break me. Every glance, every flicker of his eyes, every slow movement dragged me further under his control... and I had no idea how to get out.There was no escape.I’d have to outsmart him. Or die trying.
Break Me Apart (MxM) Bonus chapter
JAYCE BECKETTI will have you know that men cannot be trusted. Especially if that man is a mafia man, built like a sex god and looks younger than his age.Please don't trust him. He cannot be trusted.Despite Renato's promises that he wouldn't leave, all he did was spend two months with us before dropping the bombshell that he'd be returning to New York because, apparently, Marcelo had been missing for the whole three years and they hadn't seen him yet, and there was a rumor that some Russian men have him.God, I loved Marcelo, but still... I still wanted my man. Having him for just two weeks and then disappearing for another two weeks wasn't exactly fun. All I wished was for Marcelo to be found so I could have my husband back to myself.Call me greedy or selfish, but try losing your man for three years and let's see if you would want to let him out of your sight ever again.God, that bastard knew I wouldn't let him go, so he bought a stupidly big, fancy house and thought he could bri
Break Me Apart (MxM) 172.
JAYCE BECKETT I had been touch-starved, desperately, painfully so. And Renato made sure to fill every void, every aching gap that hunger had carved into me.Renato dwarfed me, a calf beneath a bull, and he continuously rammed his cock back into me, fucking me like one, too. Making sure I never feel the hunger ever again.I clenched every muscle, fingers digging into the mattress for leverage. Renato’s gaze burned in the mirror, sharp and possessive, every thrust a command I couldn’t deny. I accepted every steely thrust, sending one back in return, refusing to collapse under his torrent.Time meant nothing. My knees cried until the bedding was nothing more than sheets of our cum and my tears. My dick pummeled my belly, adding more moisture there, and still the ensemble played.Fire blazed along every part of me. Sweat charged like good soldiers from every pore. The end table lamp crashed to the floor, taking the wooden piece of furniture with it."Next time I leave you, which I don't
Break Me Apart (MxM) 171.
JAYCE BECKETT Immediately I closed the door behind me, Renato grabbed a fistful of my coat, yanking me to him. His lips crashed against mine, forcing his knee between my legs, forcing my thighs apart.“Ren...” I groaned, head thunking back against the door. I grabbed his waist, baring myself to him, giving myself to him. Surrendering to him completely.Renato pulled back a little, staring at me for a quick second before returning burying his face in my neck, a deep grunt rumbled through his chest as he sucked hungrily on my Adam's apple."Fuck!" I cursed, arching my back, pushing my body forward so I could stayed pressed against him. Didn't want any space between us.He made use of it, kissing up and down the column of my neck, tongue tasting, his stubble scraping my skin. My breaths were more than a little ragged, and my body felt electrified, as if there was a storm right there inside the room, raging through the walls.Oh God, I wanted this. I wanted him.I fucking missed the fee
Break Me Apart (MxM) 170.
JAYCE BECKETTWe walked down the quiet street, our hands linked, and I kept waiting for the world to shift... for something to tell me this wasn’t real.Three years of grief had carved such a hollow inside me that I no longer remembered what it felt like to be whole. But now, with him beside me, I could almost feel the pieces falling back into place.Renato’s palm was warm, solid. His fingers curled around mine like they belonged there, like they had never left. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears, racing with every step we took toward the apartment, toward the kids, toward the life I thought I’d lost forever.Every now and then, I gave his hand a squeeze, afraid he’d disappear if I didn’t keep checking. He squeezed back, and each time the tightness in my chest loosened just a little. But after living so long with the ghost of him, it was hard to believe the real him would stay.The streetlights painted his face in soft gold, and I caught myself stealing glances—memorizing h
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