Page 83 of Make You Mine

My heart slams against my chest,

She just said she loves me. Even if she corrected herself, she said it. Madelyn loves me. Me.

A broken piece of shit.

But I can’t corrupt her. I can’t do this.

This is wrong.

I break apart from her touch, pulling away and getting up. “I should go.”

“N-no.” She pulls at my sleeve, drawing me closer again. “Don’t. Stay. Sleep with me?”

My chest is so warm, and my heart’s beating so fast. I want to stay. I want to give her everything in me.

But I can’t. I shouldn’t have done this in the first place.

There’s one thing I forgot, lost in all this lust and momentary dream. I’ve just come home after doing a terrible thing. Someone died because they got a bit too close to Madelyn, and I got rid of him.

I don’t care about myself. I don’t care if I’m risking my life for her. She deserves it. I’d do anything for her. But that doesn’t mean that whoever’s after me, won’t go after her if I piss him off.

And I have a feeling I crossed a line here.

My little demon’s eyes are big, and she’s pouting, begging me to stay with her.

“I want to please you, too,” she murmurs, her hands tugging at the waistband of my jeans. “Don’t you want me to choke on your cock, Kayden?”

God, I want it so fucking bad. Her words almost break me. The image playing in my head, the past coming back to me. Madelyn on her knees for me. I’ve replayed that scene countless times.

But I can’t.

“I’m okay, Little Demon.”

Though my cock would disagree.

“This was…” It’s like a wake-up call. What the fuck did I think I was doing? “I think we should sleep on it.”

This is what’s right. What I should be doing. Running away from here before the disaster happens. Before I corrupt Madelyn forever.

I need to keep her safe.

I step toward her, bringing my lips to her forehead, and give her a peck.

She watches as I make my way to the door, her chest rising and falling, speechless.

The words I want to say stuck on the back of my throat, indefinitely. I know she didn’t mean it.

But I’m afraid I love you, too, Madelyn.

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HIM

I close the diary filled with her lies.

Her, asking me to please her and then getting impatient, greedy, not waiting for me to come.

I was supposed to be him.