“Let me,” he says, voice low, his hand running up my thigh.
“You hate me,” I whisper, knees trembling.
He smiles against my throat. “I don’t need to love you for this, Riley. Let me.”
Love and hate are merely two sides of the same coin. And I hate Riley Larson.
She's responsible for my little brother's death. She played us both, all those years ago. And she drove him to the edge.
I've spent all this time avoiding her, loathing her, wishing to get her back for what she did.
And now, she's back in my city.
And finally, I can get vengeance for my brother.
She did always like to be scared.
No cliffhanger, can be read as a stand-alone. Dark romance, only suitable for those 18+.
