Angel & A Corrupted Devil

Her breath hitched, and she pulled back slightly, her forehead pressing against his. "Your undoing?" she echoed, her hands sliding down his shoulders to rest against his chest. "Parker, I'm not trying to ruin you. I'm trying to make you see that you're worth more than you let yourself believe."

He closed his eyes, the weight of her words sinking into him. "I don't think I'm less," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've never thought that. I know exactly who I am and what I've done to get here. But you... Tessa, you're this whole other world. You've given me something I didn't even believe in. How the fuck did a guy like me—someone with nothing but a few million and a fucked-up past—end up with you?" At first it was a mistake—their meeting felt like a mistake but here they were now.

Like their meeting was something not even fate was capable of orchestrating.