Amour Noir by Alana Winters

Author:Alana Winters [Winters, Alana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alana Winters

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My game plan is simple. Stone cold persistence. I am going to be the first and last person Chloé sees every day. That’s not even part of the plan. That’s just, well, it’s because I just need to. That’s all there is to it.

I got up extra early this morning after a mostly sleepless night, feeling unusually perky when I ordered a Chai tea and some chocolate pastries from our restaurant. I couldn’t stop thinking about Chloé last night and how much fun we had. It was the best day. No, scratch that. The second best. The first was when I saw her for the first time. I can only think of a couple of things that could top that in the future. It won’t be easy to top the euphoria I felt when we met.

Electra and Elias claim I’ve been cyberstalking her. I told them it isn’t stalking because I’m just finding out everything I can about the future mother of my children.

That earned me a punch to the gut from my younger brother Roque. I was happy to return the favor, and we ended up wrestling for dominance before Máximo walked in and called out to Cruze and Ívan, who ran in to break us up.

That was a few minutes ago, and now I’m sitting around the table with my brothers, eating and laughing together. It’s a pretty typical morning. Most of the time, Roque is getting into it with one of us. We all have a volatile temper, but he seems to have gotten the worst of it. One day very soon I’m going to use his hot-bloodedness to my advantage.

After breakfast, I continue my search and find way more than I bargained for. Not that I really had any idea what I was going to find. I was half expecting to see photos that would make me uncomfortable with the idea of other people having seen them, like pictures of her in a bikini or something. The last thing I expected to find was what looks to be some sort of photo journal. She posted one picture every day, each picture depicting more loneliness and desolation than the last. Is this how my girl felt? There isn’t a single photograph of her.

I’m obsessing, trying to think of ways to make her happy. I would do anything to see her incredible smile, but more importantly, I want her to have an incredible life, filled with everything she has ever wanted. If that means leaving her alone to be happy with her husband, then I will just have to live the rest of my life feeling gutted that the woman I love is out there with someone else.

I knock on Chloé’s door with the tray of tea and treats. She opens the door and I stop thinking about how good it would feel to punch her husband in his stupid fucking face when I see how miserable she looks. I really am a prick. All I feel is joy that I get to be the one to take care of her.

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