I want her begging. I want her as destroyed as I am. I want it all.
“You’re a fucking liar, Seamus.”
“So are you.” I grip her hair the way she has mine, and she snarls. “I think you want me more than you can admit.”
“The way you want me?”
The way, I suddenly realize, I feel.
She cries out as her pussy spasms around me. The orgasm rips into me, tearing up my insides, including my heart. My body shudders against her as I come hard, filling her with everything I have.
When we’re finished, limp against each other, I kiss her. I can’t help it. I explore her soft mouth, drinking that sweet essence from her as I start to lose myself in her all over again.
But she breaks the kiss and makes a small, broken sound, one that’ll haunt me forever.
I always thought Ava was unbreakable. But that sound, it was like hearing the blood rush from a crushed heart, a soul crying out from the depths of its destruction.
“Ava,” I whisper. I can’t do this. I can’t lie. “Listen, listen, please, you need to trust me. I’ll send you home and?—”
She slaps me. Hard.
“Get out of me. Now.”
I do. I pull out and put her down. I zip myself back up as her pained voice slices through my heart.
“You took everything from me.”
“No—”
“Yes.” She glares at me. “Almost everything. Between you and Romanov… You know, at least with the man who killed my mom, I had the satisfaction of taking control, of hunting him and seducing him so I could kill him.”
“You slept?—”
“Don’t make me hit you again,” she pushes out. “Not all seduction is about sex.”
It is, but I get what she’s saying. She won him over but didn’t sleep with him. It’s not even that much of a comfort.
“Jesus, Ava. You were… what?”
“Sixteen.”
And something fucking odd happens. Pride swells inside. “Your first kill?”
“It’s not a joke. He took, I took back, but now, even if I kill you, there’s your stupid family, and I actually like them. But even if I didn’t, how do I, alone, kill the Murphy family? You’ll have everything. Romanov used Tatiana for years and lied about me having to come of age to take over. He didn’t want me to have the bratva at all.”
I go completely still. “Who’s Tatiana?”
“You might know her as Eleanor, my sister. Tatiana’s her middle name.”
Fury swirls. “She’s alive?
“And Romanov has her.”
I ball my hands tight. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?”
“Because… I am a selfish, cold monster. I talked myself into thinking she’s safe there.”
“Or he wouldn’t give her back. And then he used her to manipulate you.” Fuck. Could he be in with Hanlon? He gave her the key… for… what? “What did he give you when you came out of the bathroom?”