And now he knew I didn’t.
Tears formed under my eyelids and streaked down my cheeks. I didn’t care that I gave in to my weakness, even in front of him. I felt stupid thinking I outsmarted this man when he outsmarted me a long time ago. I was doomed, trapped in this cage without walls. That was how powerful this man was. He could keep me there without chains or locks.
He cupped my cheeks and wiped my tears away with the pads of his thumbs.
I opened my eyes and saw him stare at me, his eyes softer than they were before. He kissed the corner of my mouth then ran his fingers through my hair. “I don’t say this very often, but when I do, I mean it.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “I’m sorry. I really am.”
Bones is the son of the man who killed my aunt. He's the descendant of a psychopath, a murderer.
His handsome face, blue eyes, and strong physique can fool anyone into believing he's a good man.
Including me.
But I also can't stop thinking about him.
Thinking about his kiss.
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