Die With Me (Angels of Désirer Book 4) by D.L. Darby

Author:D.L. Darby [Darby, D.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.L. Darby
Published: 2024-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

Misty

Luca is a fool for showing me where he lives.

Tonight, il mio mostro will meet his end. And I along with him.

But I don’t fear Death.

No. I look forward to him claiming me as his own.

“Don’t be a fool this time. Don’t let him get into your head with his flowery words and saccharine lies,” Adam’s apparition spits out, lounging on Luca’s sofa as though he were real.

I’m having a psychotic break.

And I welcome it, knowing it will make tonight easier to get through.

The lights are dim as I crouch near the refrigerator, readying my syringe for the moment Luca walks through the door. There’s a vase of roses on the kitchen island that wasn’t there two weeks ago—the last time I saw him. Their edges are dark and curled, dead petals littering the sparkling granite. Next to it, a vanilla candle has been burned nearly down to the bottom of its holder.

“How fitting. He got you dead flowers, and you’re both about to die,” Adam singsongs in a way he never would have when he was alive.

“Shut up,” I snap. “When I make it to Hell, you better run and hide.”

“Don’t be so touchy.” He appears next to me, reaching out to knock his knuckles against my temple. I swear my hair flutters around the indentation of his wrist.

The sound of keys jingling outside the door cuts off my reply. My heart jumps in my chest, swelling with anticipation as Luca lets himself in and tosses his keys into the bowl on the table in the small entryway. His footsteps are heavy as he comes further into the apartment, pausing just inside the kitchen.

Looking up, I hold my breath, watching him inhale heavily through his nose. A smirk pulls at his lips as he looks around, eyes darkening as he reaches for the dial on the wall to turn the lights up so he can hunt for his prey.

“Where are you, piccola demone?” he calls out into the space.

As he picks up a foot to begin searching for me, I strike like a viper, stabbing my needle into his thigh and injecting him with enough Mizoladam to put him out for at least a good thirty minutes. He jerks back with a howl of pained surprise before reaching down to grab my hair.

Tossing the needle aside, I spring to my feet, using the momentum of him pulling me up to pounce. Luca’s anger radiates through his touch, his grip tight enough that I swear I hear the hair rip from my scalp. The pain spurs me on as I wrap my legs around his waist, my skirt bunching around my upper thighs as I tangle my hands in his dark strands. “Take me to bed,” I demand before smashing my lips against his.

“Stop being a whore and carve him up already.” Adam stands behind us, retracing every step Luca takes into his bedroom.

I do my best to ignore him, focusing instead on Luca’s hiss of pain as I untwist my fingers from his silky strands to grab his wrists.

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