Page 73 of Ruined (The Knights of Ruin)

Her hands reached down as she spoke, sliding over the front of my jeans, cupping my aching dick through the denim.

‘I’ve changed my life for you and you don’t get to walk away like that doesn’t mean a goddamn thing.’

‘Don’t.’

I twisted her hair in my grip, some part of me wanting to hurt her for making this so difficult. For making this as painful as it was possible to get.

‘Let me go, Cat. Just fucking let me go.’

Tears started in her eyes, but she ignored me, squeezing me instead.

And something in my head exploded.

I was angry, hard, and hurting like a bastard. Violence was humming in my blood. And she was so close, touching me, messing with my head, and all I could think about was showing her how wrong she was.

Showing her that it would be better for all of us if I wasn’t in her life.

If she really wanted to know what kind of man I was, she was going to find out.

Right now.

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