Keep Me (Twist Me #2)

It’s strange to know that you’re being manipulated, and at the same time enjoy the results of that manipulation.

“You’re all I can think about, Nora… all I can focus on…”

I need her like I need air, and I would do whatever it takes to keep her with me.

I would die for her, but I would never let her go.

Apparently, even crime lords have to deal with taxes and legal matters; it appears to be a universal evil that no one can avoid.

I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

Safe from everyone but me.

The man who kidnapped me is now my husband.

I want to be her everything: her protector and her tormentor, her joy and her sorrow. I want to bind her to me physically and emotionally, to brand myself so deeply on her mind and soul that she will never think about leaving me.

I don’t just want to fuck her; I want to imprint myself on her, to mark her from the inside out, so that she will never belong to any man but me.

It’s strange, but I’ve never felt possessive about a woman before. This is new territory for me.

“Nobody is allowed to touch you, baby. Nobody but me.”