Page 112 of Their Stolen Obsession

The sadness in her voice made my heart crack, but I wouldn’t give up on us. I never could because we all belonged together. Now, forever, and even in theafterlife. Liv was our fucking obsession, an addiction we couldn’t quit, and we were in too deep to get out.

“I can’t let go.” I held onto her.

Liv pounded her fists into my chest as tears sprang out of her eyes and fell onto my shirt. I couldn’t fucking let her leave us like this because she was a damn mess. She needed us more than we needed her. She knew it, and her tiny beads of wetness on my dang shirt could attest to that fact.

Fuck, Liv. Don’t give up on us. Be with us. Stay.

“Yes! I need to get away from you. I want you both to let me go.”

Sin cupped Liv’s face in between his hands.

“Why?” Sin asked as he shook her and stared her straight in the eyes. “We love you so damn much. Please tell me you feel that same affection too?”

“I can’t… I won’t… I let you both hurt me over and over again, but then you’ve saved me more times than I can count,” Liv explained through tears as my heart broke wide open, and she turned away from us to Sebastian’s corpse that haunted our relationship. “And now I’ve done this? I don’t know if I can accept who I’ve become when I’m with either of you.”

Goddamn you, Chamberlain. We were so fucking close and now this asshole ruined our happily ever after with our girl.Fuck you, man!Fuck you!

Sin’s jaw twitched, and he let go of Liv’s face. Our hearts suffered the greatest turmoil we had ever known; he was as destroyed as I. But he gently caressed Liv’s cheek while I wiped away her tears because we had to be strong. For her.

“What do you need?” Sin asked, brushing hair behind her ear.

“A break,” Liv whispered.

Time apart. Liv wanted distance. She fucking killed me.

“How long?” Sin asked.

Liv glanced at me and then back at Sin. “I don’t know.”

Out of frustration, I released Liv’s wrists and grabbed her face. “What do you mean, you don’t fucking know?”

“I just don’t know! Okay?”

“No…” Tears burned my eyes, and I whispered through clenched teeth, “I won’t let you go when we just got you back. I can’t fucking do that.”

Sin grazed my shoulder.

“Let her go, Saint,” Sin whispered.

“No. Fuck that.” Tears drip onto my forearms as I stared into her beautiful eyes, and my forehead touched hers. “I can’t.”

Liv pleaded, “Saint,please. Let me go.”

Liv’s fingers brushed my forearms, and she made goosebumps crawl over my skin. I wanted to feel this way forever. My hairs rising to her touch and my heart racing in my chest so fucking fast I thought it might break my ribcage into pieces. I’d fight against her need to flee from us until I took my last breath.

Liv reached the backs of my hands as tingles ran through me from her contact, but she tugged on me. She wanted me to release her and to let her go, and no matter how much I didn’t want to, I knew I had to for her to figure her shit out.

“We won’tevergive up on us,” I whispered as she pried my hands away.

“Even when we take our last breaths, we’ll always fucking love you,” Sin said as she turned away and didn’t glance back. “And we’ll follow you into the goddamn afterlife, sweetheart. You can count on that.”

Liv walked out of our lives. She was gone. Maybe permanently but forever was too long for us.

There was no way we’d give up. She was ours. Always.

Fifty-Eight

Her Predator