His Forbidden Scarlett
“Take me with you. Please. I can’t stay here… I can’t live as his princess while my heart belongs to you.”
He pulled back just enough to look at me. His hand cupped my cheek, almost lovingly, brushing away a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen.
“You are Salvatore’s daughter in every regard, no matter how much you try to make me think otherwise.” His grip tightened. “You are your father’s daughter, Scarlett. Those eyes, that name, that legacy—it’s in you. No amount of f*cking, no amount of begging will wash it away. You will always be the his princess. And I'll never forgive either of you for it.”