Bound To The Kingpin
He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, and I flinched, my own anger flaring in response.
“You don’t get it, Luna. You don’t understand what it’s like when someone desperately needs something, and they can’t think of any other way to get it.”
I laughed, though it came out bitter. “Of course, that’s it, right? You wanted something, and I was just the fucking thing you used to get it. Well, congratulations, Hardin. You got what you wanted. Now look at me—broken, falling for--.”
I cut myself off. The words had slipped out before I realized what I was saying. I didn’t want to admit it. Not to him, not to myself. So I shoved it all back down.
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