Page 151 of The Dark Obsession

“Nothing will tear you away from me, baby.” I whisper against the crown of her head. “Never again.”

If I though being without her for a few hours while grocery shopping was painful, it was nothing compared to the agony I felt at actually losing her.

I can’t bear going through this again.I won’t.

Obviously, I made sure to have Rafe on standby for backup, but it was a sheer stroke of fate that kept me alive long enough for them to get to me.

“Remember when I told you that you’re only allowed to cry when impaled on my cock.”

“I love you.” She breathes, and I feel a small smile tug at the corners of her lips.

“I love you too. More than anything, more than life.” My voice is hoarse with emotion. “You’re the only thing that matters, little one.”

Raising her head, Malory places a feather light kiss to the corner of my mouth. Right before I capture her lips with mine, tangling our tongues until she’s moaning softly.

Fucking perfect.

Breaking apart, we’re both breathless, our foreheads connected.

“Did that bastard hurt you?” My eyes rove over every inch of her body as the memory of her tumbling to the ground makes me yearn to skin John’s hand that touched her.

“No. It’s not me who I’m worried about though.”

“How bad is it?” I groan, starting to feel an uncomfortable tightness in my chest.

“You have a few fractured ribs, dislocated shoulder and a mild concussion. The bullet in your thigh had to be dug out, but if it went through, you would have bled out before we got to you.” Her voice cracks with a heartbreaking sob and I press another kiss to the top of her head.

“You’ll make a full recovery soon enough. You’re the strongest person I know.” Malory’s eyes shine with so much adoration I don’t deserve.

Shattering moment, Rafe bursts through the door with a nurse in tow, going straight to checking all my vitals.

“Everything looks good. We’ll be able to discharge you in a couple of days.” She signs something off on her clipboard all the while I keep a tight hold on a squirming Malory, refusing to let her move even an inch from my side. “Get some rest.”

“No painkillers.” I bark at the woman, daring her to put me to sleep when I’m finally conscious for my girl.

“As you wish.” She shuffles out of the room as fast as humanly possible, keeping her head down.

The staff here is familiar with who we are, and they get more than fairly compensated for it.

“What are you wearing, baby girl?” I glare at the grey hoodie that could fit three of her and clearly isn’t mine.

“Rafe brought me a change of clothes yesterday.” She nods towards our brother standing in the corner, observing us with a bemused grin.

“She refused to leave your side so I had to intervene. The nurses freaked at seeing her pretty dress drenched in your blood.”

“That’s my girl.” I growl, palming her hip. “How long have I been out?”

“About two days. This has probably been the best night’s sleep you’ve gotten in quite a while.” The asshole smirks.

And now that I have my senses back, I’m pissed.

He never should have brought her anywhere near that fucking warehouse.

“Why the fuck would you put her in the middle of a crossfire?” I snarl, leveling him with a death stare that would make lesser men crumble to their knees.

“We had it handled baby bro, turns out Mal here is quite the badass.” The fucker has the audacity to wink in her direction with pride.

And I’m again reminded why I kept putting off introducing these two.

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