Chapter Eleven-Luc

Goddamn.

Maria is inside my home, facing me, her chest heaving inside that piece of fucking lingerie she’s been wearing in public all night, and I wanna howl like a fucking beast, rip it off her body and burn it so she’ll never wear it again.

I also want to keep it.

I want her to wear that for me and me alone with a sexy pair of red panties to match.

Guess I’m a man of many contradictions, but there is one thing I am absolutely sure of.

I want this woman.

I feel the snake coiled inside my soul unwind. He slithers free, testing the air, catching the need wafting off her in waves.

I shouldn’t do this. I should let her go home.

She’d be better off without someone like me.

My life is fucked up.

The Vipers mean everything to me. I spend all my time working to keep us safe, to keep us solvent and whole.

But Nico has a wife now. A baby. Why can’t I have that, too?

I feel so fucking stupid. So needy when I have those thoughts.