TO LOVE A MONSTER
His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle.
If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time.
He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows.
He could forget.
But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out.
And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.
Bab Populer