Page 62 of Reaper

Reaching down, I grab her leg, and she jumps.

“Goddamn it, Bella, stop. It’s going to be fine.”

“Sorry,” she says quietly.

Removing my hand from her leg, I let her be, because I know the only way to set her mind at ease is to simply do this, and be done with it.

Continuing to stare out the window, she speaks so softly I wonder if I’m even meant to hear it.

“Every boyfriend I’ve ever had leaves me, because I’m not good enough. Number two and three were because their families didn’t approve of me. What kind of a girl isn’t even liked by her own mother? If that isn’t a red flag, I don’t know what is. So I hear you when you say everything will be fine, but I know better. Tonight, your brothers will take you to the side, and tell you I’m not what you need, and maybe they’ll be right. Maybe I’ll get lucky and one of them will cut my heart out of my chest, so I don’t have to feel myself dying without you.”

All the air leaves my lungs, as I pull the car over. My chest fucking aches. I’ve never spent the time to really find out what her life has been like, and this revelation fucking guts me. There’s more than one way to abuse a child, and suddenly I feel like she’s been through more than she let on. Maybe she didn’t get her ass fucked with a lead pipe, but she’s been hurt. Really fucking hurt.

“Get over here, Bella. Now.”

When she climbs onto my lap, I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight.

“Let me be really fucking clear with you, baby. Even if Bones told me to leave you, I wouldn’t. I’d much prefer to cut my own fucking heart out, than live a single day without you. We are intense, fucked up, and perfect together. I don’t want to have to make that choice, but if I’m put into that position, I’ll choose you. Every fucking time, you’ll be my choice. For me, you’re not only good enough, you’re more than enough.”

She clutches onto my shirt and sighs audibly.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m so fucked up.”

Running my fingers through her hair, I say, “You’re perfectly fucked up, baby. If anybody says you’re not what I need, they’re wrong. Just be yourself, and anybody that can’t handle it can fuck themselves. Maybe just don’t kill anyone tonight.”

With her head laying on my shoulder, she giggles, her breath washes over my neck, and of course, my cock gets hard, and she wiggles her sexy ass on my lap.

“Get back in your seat. I’ll fuck your ravenous pussy the second we get home.”

I’ve always heard it’s the man that wants to have sex the most, not women, but with her, I’m not sure that’s true. She makes comments about me killing her pussy, but she wants it as much as I do. It’s just one of many reasons this woman will be my wife.

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

BELLA

Nico takes my hand and walks me to the door. He glances at me, and pulls my hand to his lips and kisses my palm softly.

“Let’s start with breathing, shall we?”

A very pregnant woman opens the door, with an ear-to-ear grin, and when she throws her hands around Nico’s back, it’s clear she must be Athena. The grumbling man behind her must be Bones. I saw him at the graveyard once, but I didn’t get a good look since I was running for my life. He is handsome like Nico, but his hair is a lighter color. He’s wearing a black dress shirt and matching pants, but I notice the skulls tattooed on his hands. The most notable thing about his appearance is the scowl on his face.

“Get your fucking hands off my wife.”

Nico turns to him. “Hey, Dick.”

“If you’re going to work for the family, you’ll need to learn some respect,” he says as we step inside.

Nico smirks at him. “Mr. Dick? Sir Dick? Dick Sir?”

The woman smacks him in the chest and giggles. “Reaper, behave. Don’t get him wound up, because I’m the one that will have to deal with it.”

He grins in response and says, “Athena, this is Bella. Bella, this is my favorite sister-in-law, Athena, and her dickhead husband, Bones.”

I grab his arm. “Nico, stop.”

“Fine.”

He turns to his brother. “Where are Kage and Psycho?”

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