Page 144 of Monsters Carve Thrones
His hand curled tighter around me. “And I knew I’d never let anyone else have you. Not once I saw the fire in your eyes. I knew I was destined to marry you. Even if I was a man who had never felt love in the way that was required for marriage. I just… saw something in you. You were different. You remained standing even after I brought the entire goddamn house down.”
I turned toward him again, reaching up to brush a lock of black hair from his face. “We’ve been through hell, Rafe. Since the beginning. But I think because of that, we’ll love each other more fiercely than most.”
He smiled, then pulled me against his chest again. After a few minutes of peace, I sat up. I slipped one of Rafe’s oversized T-shirts over my head, tugged on underwear, and padded barefoot through the villa’s open glass doors. The stone floors were warm beneath my feet. Behind me, I heard his quiet footsteps and the soft shuffle of sweatpants.
When I stepped onto the back patio, the view knocked the breath out of me. The sea stretched forever, glittering under the soft blush of dawn. Pale gold light spilled over the balcony railing, illuminating the vines climbing the stone, the terracotta tiles still slick with dew. I glanced down and noticed a tray of orange juice, fruit, and pastries waiting for us. I smiled to myself.
His arms slid around my waist from behind, his bare chest pressing into my back as he kissed my shoulder, then my neck. “You happy, little doe?” he asked against my skin.
I smiled, my hands resting over his. “Very.”
He rocked us gently, kissing my temple and down my cheek.
“I could stay here forever,” I whispered.
His lips brushed my hairline. “We really can if you want. I was serious, you know.”
I turned in his arms to face him. He looked so different here, shirtless, sleep-tousled, no guns, no blood. Just a man in love, standing on a patio with the woman he crossed continents to save. There was a warmth and a calm in his eyes that nearly made my knees buckle. “As much as I’d love that, New York is my home.Ourhome.” I turned in his arms to face him.
His eyes traced my face. “We can visit whenever you want, then.”
I grinned, kissing his cheek softly.
He cupped my face gently. “I love you in a way that scares me, Adela. But it’s the most beautiful and exhilarating thing I’ve ever known.”
My eyes stung. I leaned in, resting my forehead to his. “When I opened that door and saw you standing there, covered in blood...” I swallowed hard. “I thought I had died, Rafe.”
He tilted his head, waiting for me to continue.
“I thought I had been shot, and seeing you was my first glimpse of a heaven I never entirely believed in. It sounds corny, but it was really my first thought.”
His eyes narrowed slightly, like I had struck something deep inside him. “Trust me, I know the feeling.” He reached down and brought a glass of orange juice to his lips. He then offered it to me.
I took it, savoring the crisp, cold taste. “So now we’ve got a lot to manage, huh? Between Sinclair Solutions and your ever-expanding empire?”
His smile was slow. “Monsters don’t just wear crowns, baby.”
I blinked up at him.
“They carve thrones. And ours happens to be made from blood, fire, and the most epic love imaginable.”
My chest ached at those words, not with pain, but with fullness. He kissed me before I could reply. It was deep and slow. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with everything I had. Every scar. Every memory. Everypromise.
Because he was mine.
And I was his.
As his lips roved over mine and his arms pressed me against his muscular body, I realized that he was right. Wedidcarve our way to the fucking top. With blood, with bone, with every vow we made in the dark, and every kiss that pulled us back to the light. He was my ending and my beginning. My monster. My nightmare. My husband and my home. And if this was what came after the war…
Then I’d survive it all over again just to feel it twice. He saved me in every way a person could be saved. And I felt like I might have saved him, too.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144 (reading here)