CHAPTER THIRTY – SIX: TASTE IT WHILE IT LASTETHAN’S POVI was raised among monsters as a child and was taught never to crave anything. Everything is messy, used, and thrown away.Why then do I feel the desire to lick her cheek till I claim those parted lips when I look at the woman leaning up against the wall?Why is she the first thought I have when I get up and the last thing I want to see before I go to sleep?Because one taste is insufficient, Rose Amara is the forbidden fruit that I shouldn't have ever tried. The second, third, or tenth are not either.Despite being in the most exposed position possible, she lifts her chin up. Her underwear is collected around her ankles, and her dress is pulled up to her waist. Even the flimsy elastic leaves red marks on her flawless, light skin.She sputters, "I don't need your hand," and then continues. "Leave now,"I cross my legs at the ankles as I lean against the door to the supply room. "Forget about me. I'll just wait and observe. What d
CHAPTER THIRTY – SEVEN: IS IT HAPPENINGETHAN’S POVShe parts her lips as her climax breaks out, but I continue to gorge myself on her even as she chokes my dick with her interior walls. Along with continuing to nibble on the flesh and suck her bottom lip into my mouth, I continue to devour her parted lips.Rose's knees give way and fail her, but I'm supporting her by the hip."Wife, I'm not through with you yet."She shuts her eyes when the word "wife" is said. She tries standing up on her legs, but she doesn't know if it's out of pleasure or disgust.I keep going, pushing into her in a rhythmic manner akin to that of a guy on the verge of insanity, or perhaps just a man yearning for his sanity. In light of this, she enjoys it when I fully commit? Rose was created only for me because of this.Was she built for me?When my balls tighten and my spine snaps into a straight line, I don't have the mental room to concentrate on that strange thought. She is in my hands as I shoot my sperm w
CHAPTER THIRTY – EIGHT: WAKE UPROSE AMARA'S POVI rushed up to him and knelt down next to his lifeless body, my heart thumping so loud I could feel the pulse in my ears. Blood soaks the man's shirt and then startlessly flows out of him, leaving him with the impression that life is fleeing him.I put my trembling fingers on the hole and push as firmly as I can.The commotion around, the gunfire, the whimpering noises, the people's shouts, all of it vanishes into the background. I can only concentrate on the man who is lying on the ground.My voice chokes as I say, "Don't go...don't you dare go," but I sniffle nevertheless, keeping my eyes on the task at hand.He is promised... He would never leave me again. I scream at the top of my voice to everyone who can hear."Get Dr Halili! Now!"I lack the motivation to stop thinking about Ethan. He will disappear into thin air if I even blink once while keeping my eyes on him. Eya yanks herself away from the action, nods, and dashes towards th
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: WHAT HAPPENED?ETHAN'S POVI open my eyes gradually as my ears start to buzz. The first thing I saw was a beautiful woman. Her expression is hidden by the way her golden hair cascades down either side of her face.Was it really the angel who visited me in my final moments and saw me for the last time? With her face serious and her brows furrowed as if she were attending to the most important subject in her life, she was washing my chest. All I want to do is stare at her intently so that I will always remember this panorama and her for the rest of my life, but I’m terrified of disturbing her.I didn't think of my purpose or the people whose hearts I couldn't rip out with my bare hands at that time, when I thought everything would be finished. The only thing that could have possibly crossed my thoughts was this stunning spitfire of a lady finally opening up to me after hating me for years, or maybe I just convinced myself that she was.I saw her living by herself, b
CHAPTER FORTY: WILL NEVER BE THE SAME ETHAN'S POV "I was with my friends a long time ago." I can at least show her a side of me she has never seen, because I can't give her the truth without revealing who I am. I'm so firm to keep her close when I know how she feels about what I want. “Friends?” They were my colleagues from the assassination organization, not really my friends. They resemble my family in some ways. Similar to the family but with far less fidelity on our part. All we did was coexist. I felt as though my godfather was slipping away from me: the family patriarch. “Is he a mafia member? ” Kind of. Although I wouldn't classify him as a mafia member, the idea is near enough. "So what happened next” "Some opponents in the realm we ruled in London desired the death of my family. Of course, I couldn't let it happen, so I decided to find the offender on my own. "So, how did you get shot?” That's how I got shot, or quite close to it. She doesn't have to be aware of t
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE: MY HUSBANDROSE’S POVEven though two weeks have passed, it doesn't seem like it has been that long. It's because, despite the fact that not much has transpired, it feels like a lot has.Uncle Raven ordered his men to begin his assault on the British as promised. It was vicious and callous, just like a person. Only two of our men died, whereas more of their men did.Triads are still hesitant about a war they do not have a place in, even though the Italians are currently on our side. Min Hao appears to be amenable to bargaining, so Hades requested me to speak with him. Ethan was more intrigued by the concept, though. He objected to the idea of me talking to Min Hao alone.Since he is still recovering, I will only agree with him for the time being, but I am aware that in the long term, we cannot exist independently. If the Irish send in
CHAPTER FORTY – TWO: US TOGETHERROSE’S POVMy husband is now my guard. I doubt that it will ever return to normal. We're not your typical married pair after all. Our world is not a fairy tale, and we did not begin in the typical way. However, once he said that he left me because he believed I was unkind to him, something inside of me began to change. It has something to do with that, his pledge to never visit me again, or the fact that he risked his life twice for me.He was willing to accept death in my place.A part of me, the one that Dedushka conditioned to always have a healthy dose of skepticism, tells me I shouldn't put this much faith in Ethan. I shouldn't trust him with my life the way I previously did. The other, more deranged part, though, the one that falls into his arms each night, wants to be with him always. When I don't see him for a few hours, that pa
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: I'M READY ETHAN’S POVI never imagined the day would come when Rose would rest quietly in my arms. She is too independent and brash to submit to my grip in this way. I came to the conclusion at one time that she would eventually leave me and never look back. However, that was before I made the decision to keep her.When I told her to accompany me, I wasn't kidding. Although it was uttered in the heat of the moment, I couldn't have made a wiser choice.Rose will accompany me.She will be by my side when we move somewhere far from here once this is finished. I will transport her to the spot she adores, far from the horror. In comparison to the injury she will sustain after I'm finished, my chest wound is nothing. While she is changing my bandage, she is also updating me on my most recent misstep. She has been doing that for the previous few weeks. I make an effort to concentrate on what she is saying rather than the impulse to flip her over and f*ck her.Despite th