I want to trap her in that small nook between my heart and rib cage so that she’ll never find a way out.
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“Tell me you love me.”
“I love you, Jeremy,” I murmur.
“Am I the only one you love?”
“Only you.” I touch his cheek, melting when he leans into my touch. “Do you love me?”
“I’m fucking crazy about you, Lisichka. I love you more than words can express.”
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I fell in love with a mafia prince
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You’re the fire to my icy heart, and while I loathed that at the beginning, I soon came to the realization that I can’t survive without that fire. My feelings for you are nowhere near conventional. They’re neither proportional nor measurable, and that heart you melted and the emotions you provoked belong to you. I’d rather be smashed and broken to pieces with you than be whole without you. I’d rather remain a beast for you than become a man who has to survive without you.”
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I…I love you. Not him. You.”
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My Cecily, not Ava’s,
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The table grows silent as Ava upgrades her expression to a full-on glare. “I’ve known her since we were like babies, and she’s been my bestie for two decades. That makes her my Cecy. Discussion closed.”
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I still don’t trust you to treat my Cecy right.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. She’s my Cecy. Not yours
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see nothing sweet about him exploiting my daughter to fill his stomach. That’s called free labor.”
“Oh, please. Is it free labor if I cook for you?”
“That’s different. You don’t have to.”
“I don’t have to either, Papa.” Cecily strokes my arm. “I just like cooking with him.”
“That’s called Stockholm syndrome.”
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It doesn’t help that she inherited the color of her mother’s eyes. I’ve always been weak to my wife’s everything