His Baby, My Revenge
Nero forced his way to the front of my mind, and the sound of his tail wagging was deafening, ‘Don’t go taking flight on me there, bud.
‘Fuck right off, Bud. We’re talking about me right now,’ Nero scoffed, trying and failing to put a block up. Fuck no he’s not robbing me of time with Erin.
He was a strong fucker; I’d give him that.
“Little mate,” Nero grabbed both sides of Erin’s face, roughly slamming our lips together. She melted in our arms, “Thank goodness,” the relief in her voice made me regret ever thinking I could live without her.
I wasted seven years. Two-thousand five-hundred and fifty-five days I could have felt this feeling. Love. This was fucking love. This feeling… It’s the s
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