Roses From the Devil

Roses From the Devil

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He was upon me immediately. "Don't tell me you didn't miss me," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear, his fingers caressing my neck. I gritted my teeth, trying to look for the previously disintegrated resolve that I knew was inside of me. "Get away from me," I said calmly, my eyes still closed but my tone hard. "Come on, Bella," he coaxed, and that nickname made me shudder - in fear or longing, I couldn't decipher. "Don't be like that." I pressed my palms against his chest, trying and failing to push him away from me even an inch. "I missed you so much," he continued, his voice going low, almost baritone. "I missed seeing you. Smelling you. Touching you. Don't you understand?" When Isabella O'Connor escaped her psychotic husband four years ago to raise their son on her own, she thought that was the last she'd see of him. But when her life as a single mom finally starts to settle, her world is thrown into an upheaval upon the news that her ex-husband has been released from prison. When he tries to force himself back into her life, and into the new life of their son, can Isabella continue working towards the life she's always wanted for her son, or will she succumb to her heart's desire for a man with blood on his hands?
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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