Page 178 of Endgame
Nothing’s ever hurt like this. I haven’t loved anyone as much as I love Aurora.
This love shapes me into a better man. It changes my priorities.
Loving her doesn’t heal me. I’m afraid nothing ever will.
Love slams into me, and I embrace it.
And now I get to hurt the man who threatened that love.
“You’re not the only powerful man in this city.” Every word from Winston drips with hate. “You’ll do well to remember that.”
His threat is as meaningless as he is. Whatever he has in store for me, I’ll deal with the fallout.
“Unlike you…” Resentment tastes bitter on my tongue. “I remember everything.Everything.”
I can’t bear this for a second longer. Touching and dealing with him.
All I want is to be balls deep inside her. I need to be wrapped up in her warmth, her goodness. Bury myself in her sweet cunt.
“Good,” he says.
“Good.” I push him away, glowering at him as he scrambles to stay upright.
Molly rushes to help him, and he swats her hand off, murmuring some shit I don’t hear.
I’ve wounded their pride. Humiliated them.
A month ago, I would’ve basked in how pathetic they looked.
A month ago, I didn’t have Aurora. I didn’t have a fucking heart.
With one hand on the small of her back, I guide her to one of the exits from the main hall. The large archway leads into a hall of rooms designed as lounge areas.
This is where we hold private meetings with people from outside our secret society. Never during our bi-monthly Fridays. No one’s permitted into our circle on those days. We bring them here on any other day to make them feel special. Chosen. In this gaudy mansion on the outskirts of Boston, in our presence, they think they actually mean something to us.
They don’t.
Anyway. I don’t give a fuck about anyone else.
Aurora. I’m taking her where we can talk. Where I can sink into her sweet pussy behind closed doors.
They won’t see her.
Whether they hear her or not, that’s a different story entirely.
Let them. Leteveryoneknow who Aurora belongs to.
“Everett, we need to talk.” She tries to stop me, planting her heels on the floor.
Not happening.
“Please. Winston said?—”
“Nothing of importance.” Despite her best efforts, I’m stronger. I’m out of my mind with lust.
“Everett!”
“I said, whatever Winston said doesn’t matter. Not now.” I open the second door on the left, shove Aurora into the room, and follow her inside.
