Page 166 of Pretty Twisted Games


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Strong.

Dark.

Deep.

In my chest.

Something pounding louder, stronger, harsher, thrashing…

The beating of my fucking heart.

Once lost to the world, now beating again. Not beating but hammering.

Summer was the spark of electricity that woke me, shoving me into the light where I longed to bask in eternally.

I fucking loved Summer Duvall.

Heart and soul, and there was nothing on this earth that would ever tear me from her.

I suddenly understood Douglass wholly and completely. You did anything for the people you loved. Including keeping them in the light of the day so they didn't experience the horrors of the night.

If I truly loved Summer, I wouldn't drag her into my darkness.

For so many years, I'd lived in the past. Revenge on the people who’d betrayed me. And I thought that once I'd killed Saul, the last on my revenge list, it would be over.

That I would feel this sudden lightness to my life. That I would kill him and walk away a better man.

Free to live my life exactly as I wished.

But the truth was, I was no longer that scrappy kid only wanting love.

I had changed—and the darkness clung to me. The demon gnawing at my soul, just like Mama Bondo said.

In my path to revenge, I'd lost who I was. And there was no coming back from that.

Gone was the innocent naive boy, replaced by something darker and more dangerous.

But I could do one good thing in this life—save Summer from the clutches of the evil of this earth.

I could give her what Saul wanted—my real identity.

Ever since I’d discovered the torn up pieces of the picture of Callie, the threat and invitation to the masquerade ball, with its impending deadline, I’d sent him little pieces of information—enough to keep him satisfied. For a little bit, at least.

But, if he knew who I really was—the man they'd killed to inherit a spot of land—currently earning them over a million a month—they wouldn't hesitate to end my life.

They’d know that I'd come for my revenge, and would kill me for it.

And in that moment, I knew one thing; I would give Summer the only thing I had left to give of myself—my truth. It was her only way out of this life.

And I would give it to her—despite the consequences to my life.

That was true love.

"Summer?”

“Mmm?" she murmured.

“Listen up baby, I need to tell you something important.”

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