She Took Him, I Took Their World Novels & Stories

She asked hopelessly. "Wait! That Marco might wake up someday" he replied completely hopeless too. "What about us? Why did you lie to me? Why did you make me hate you when you loved me so much?" She asked. "I think I told you the answer to that question already. You are always way too good for me and you still are I don't know how I could ever let you go it was hard but it was the right thing to do. You are the light in this world and I am the darkness. I was being selfish when I kidnapped you and force you to stay with me for that one month but for that one month I wanted to feel that happiness and the feeling of being human again. the one that I felt when I saw you for that one year as my

"It was the best thing I've ever eaten in my life." Jude looked back at the dumbfounded Marco. "From that day on, I swore my life was hers. I would climb to the top, just so I could one day stand by her side and be the one to protect her." "So you see, Marco," Jude's voice dropped, colder than ice, "You didn't just steal my fiancée. You took the girl I've been watching over for ten years. You had a treasure in your hands, and you treated it like trash."

“Paris was always mine. You just pretended to share it.” Her lips curved, slow and dangerous. “You forget who taught you how to take it.” The air tightened. Words turned to a contest of glances. He stood and crossed to the window. The city spread below, endless light. “You and I built the same world,” he said. “We just wanted different crowns.” “And you think you’ve claimed yours?” He turned, his voice lower now. “Not yet.” She rose to face him. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Had she sensed me? No. She couldn’t have. But the feeling of her slipping too far into Ivan’s world lit a fire inside me. She had taken everything I once had. Everything that should have still been mine. I leaned forward slightly, my reflection merging with hers in the side-window as her cab pulled away. A slow smile curved on my lips—not sweet. Not kind. This was far from over. She had stolen my rightful place. This nobody. She has no idea what’s coming for her. And in due time… She will.

I was an intruder here. The jealousy didn’t go away. But something else came with it. A sad understanding. Of course he was like this. She had almost been taken from him today. Of course he wouldn’t leave her side. In his world, she was the only light. I knew that. I had always known that. I took a slow, quiet breath. I swallowed down the heartache. It tasted bitter. There was nothing for me here. No role for me in this scene. With one last look, I slowly pulled the door back. I closed it with the softest click, leaving them in their private, quiet world.

“You’re already drowning in it.” She circled me like she was inspecting a piece of fruit she wasn’t sure was ripe enough. “He should never have brought you here,” she continued. “This is a world you don’t understand. His world. Our world.” “You mean the world that rejected you?” I shot back before I could stop myself. Her smile froze, just for a second, before sharpening into something colder. “He told you,” she said. “How sweet of him.” “He told me enough.” I hissed. “So whatever you think you have up your sleeve won't work. You might as well drop it before you're in it too deep.”

I found myself charmed by her occasional clumsiness and learned to pay attention to her quirks and preferences. I thoroughly enjoyed the time we spent together. I knew then that I wanted to take a leap of faith and build a real marriage with her. It was just like Ashlyn had told me before. If I never found the courage to take that first step forward, I would remain trapped in the wreckage of my past forever. Ashlyn gasped, covering her mouth in pure joy. She nodded vigorously and eagerly extended her right hand toward me. "I will!"

Challenger after challenger went down, but the bookies never planned to let an uncontrollable champion like him walk away alive. At the very moment he ran out of strength, when they were ready to swarm and kill him, I stepped in and bought his life. I paid off his debts and buried his Mamma. From that day on, he became my shadow. He took care of all the dirty work for me. He was my sharpest blade and most reliable shield. In these three years, Lorenzo purged every old loyalist in the family—everyone except this mechanic. "Where's the stuff?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

She did not wake. Good. I reached out and brushed my knuckles lightly against the back of her hand. The contact was brief. Careful. A promise more than a claim. “I’ve got you now,” I said softly, not expecting her to hear. “No one takes you again.” Tyler settled deep inside me, content and alert, his presence a steady anchor. This packhouse. This bed. This moment. I would burn the world before I let it be taken from her.

He keeps pounding, driving deeper, harder, rougher. He’s lost in her. She’s lost in him. And the rest of the world? It doesn’t even exist. Not anymore.