Hate Me Harder

FORBIDDEN ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS

Dark, twisted, and heartbreakingly passionate, it's a forbidden love story about enemies with benefits, obsession, revenge, addiction, and a love that refuses to die, even when the world demands it.

How can it be wrong if it feels so fucking right?

...

And then his mouth was on mine.

It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was a collision of teeth, breath, desperation and fucking vodka. My back hit the mirror, the cracked glass rattling as his hands slid up my thighs, gripping, lifting me like I weighed nothing.

"Lorenzo-"

"Shut up," he rasped against my lips, kissing me harder. "Just - shut up."

I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt. He groaned, the sound vibrating against my mouth, and pressed closer, his hips slotting between my legs as he pinned me to the mirror.

Every inch of me screamed to shove him away. Every inch of me burned to pull him closer.

His hands were everywhere, spreading over my waist, skimming up my sides, catching my jaw to tilt my head just so as his mouth devoured mine. The cracked mirror dug cold into my back, but the heat of him was a wildfire swallowing me whole.

"You hate me, remember?" he muttered against my mouth, biting my bottom lip before sucking it back into a kiss.

"I do," I gasped, nails scraping down his arms.

"Good," he said darkly, kissing me again, harder this time. "Hate me harder."

I did. I kissed him like it was a fight, like it was revenge, like it was the only way to breathe.

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fractured love trilogy #2

[can be read as a standalone]