Marita A. Hansen Quotes

Stop blaming yourself so much, I kept at
you to get rid of him. Josh and Tate did the same. It's not all your fault,
Kady. We all contributed, though I don't regret it, other than the part where
you got hurt, because, Kady, Nico is no good for you. He's toxic. He treats
girls like shit, fucks them then moves on, not caring about all the hearts he's
breaking, like your heart. He truly doesn't care. Do you really want
that in your life?"

I didn't say no, although I mentally
thought it. I knew I shouldn't want Nico. There were too many negatives on
paper when it came to him, with not enough positives to balance them out. But
my torturous mind didn't care what looked good on paper, all it cared about was
what it wanted.

And that was Nico

I betcha masturbate while reading your books. He started imitating a woman's voice. "Oh fuck me harder, Flabio, oh yes, oh no, but we shouldn't , you're too big and I'm a virgin, but oh, you fit so right, but we still mustn't, we're not married, but oh, oh, oh, yes, yes, YES! ~ Dante

Your embarrassment's making me horny again," he said misinterpreting my reaction.

They can't clean
this up, all they can do is make things worse. Sorry, Kady," he threw my phone
on the bed, "I need to go."

"No!" I said, grabbing his arm. "You're
not running."

He sniffed derisively. "I've never stopped
running." He pulled his arm free and walked out of the room, leaving without
looking back

Are you Italian?" Nico asked, putting
down his drink.

I looked up at him. "A quarter, and how
did you know that? I don't look it."

"You kind of do, plus you use a spoon like
Gina, that's the waitress, and she's half Italian."

I shrugged, having picked up the habit
from my nonna.

"What else are you?" he asked.

"I'm also a quarter Māori, part
French, Welsh, Danish, and English."

His eyes twinkled at me. "Add a few more
countries in there and you'll be a one-woman United Nations."

I smiled at that and lifted the pasta to
my mouth. Gina returned with Nico's plate of food, causing me to lower the fork
momentarily, making me wonder whether I should wait for him, but Gina started
asking him questions about university, so I took a bite. I shivered at the
delicious taste of garlic, the chef having put the perfect amount in, just how
my nonna would've made it.

The waitress disappeared as Nico picked up
his fork, twirling the spaghetti onto it without the aid of a spoon. "Looks
like you got the best parts out of all of those nationalities," he said.

I blushed at the compliment, always
embarrassed when people said nice things about my looks. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," he replied, popping the
spaghetti into his mouth, his unusual eyes once more twinkling at me, so bright
that I understood why his adop

Then stop eyeballing me like you wanna ride my cock," I said. "You were doin' it all through English class."
"I was not!"
"Liar. You even did it during detention.

You're not to say or do anything sexual. You will also not swear or be rude to me."
"I often blurt things out before I think. It's not always intentional.

My willpower hadn't just dissolved…
It was shattered.

If you wish to hurt yourself , you're doing a very good job, but for me that was exquisite. Now, move." He slapped my butt hard, making me cry out of surprise. He laughed, then did it again. "Hurry up and ride me, before I decide I want to fuck your other hole." ~Frano

He remained where he was, looking unsure of what to do. His eyes were dark pools of emotion, giving me the impression he was holding back tears. It made my heart ache for him.

He was too young to understand that having sex with him was something I should be ashamed of.

I thought you were asleep."

"It doesn't matter, you still thought
those things." Hurt crossed his eyes again. "It's hard enough having your own
mother hate you enough to call the cops on you," he said, dropping the now for
the first time, "but to have the girl who made you fall for her say I wasn't
worth it because I was abnormal, that I was a worse choice than someone
like Tate, and you think I'm cruel? I have nothing
on you, Kady." He went to turn, but I stopped him with a hand to his arm.

"You fell for me?" I asked, shocked by his
words.

He looked away, his jaw tightening,
causing the muscles in his neck to work overtime.

I swallowed, knowing this was it. I had to
say it too, even if he shot me down. "I fell for you, too.

She moved the gun to her breast, placing it over her heart-the treacherous thing the cause of all her troubles~ Kara

Love isn't enough! Only hate consumes
everything. Not love!"

I shook my head. "That's not true for me,
love consumes everything when it comes to you. I can't help it, I love you so
much, Nico. All I think about is you. You consume me. You are
love."

He screwed up his face again, so full of
pain, so full of memories. "I can't give you what you deserve."

"I deserve what I want and that's you,
but only if you want me back. Do you want me?"

He didn't reply, just stared at me. I
stared back, scared to death he was going to say no. Then, without warning, he came
to me, wrapping me up in his arms.

"I only want you," he said, burying his
face in my neck.

I let out a sob of relief and hugged him
tight, only wanting him too

Why do you have to make this so hard?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you said you were falling for me, I
didn't turn you down to be nasty. It was hard saying those words to you, but I
needed to do it, because you deserve better. Because you're right, I'm not normal."

I lowered my hand. "Normal is boring," I
replied

But YOU hurt me. You ripped my heart out and spat on it." He grabbed the neck of her blouse and tore it open, then placed a hand on her heart and pushed her against the wall. "Do you have a heart in there or are you just a stone-cold bitch who enjoys screwing with people's lives?" (Dante speaking to Beth).

I didn't squeeze it that hard."
"How would you know? You're not the one with a dick." He stopped massaging it and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out. "Kiss it better.

His face lit up. "I've always wanted to fuck a Swede.

He closed his eyes and let his head fall back, his visage a portrait of sex. (A description of Dante).

You think everyone pervs you."... "That's cos they do, and you're just jealous, cos I'm gorgeous and you're not." ~ conversation between Dante &Ash

All it did was work me up even more, until I had to relieve it one way or another, preferably through sex. And I knew it was only going to get worse if I didn't do something about it, blue-balls the least of my worries, my bipolar disorder like a bitch in heat.

But the way he was kissing me was anything but childish, far from it. It was sensual, passionate… incredible.

Dante gave me one of his cheeky grins. He had a whole repertoire of smiles, the boy was full of mischief.

I'm not a whore!" Nico spat.

"Oh, sorry, a stripper who whores
on the side."

"Fuck you, Tate!"

"I'm not interested in fucking you, Bilan,
never have and never will. I only want Kady."

Nico's furious gaze turned my way. "You
can have her," he said, glaring at me over Tate's shoulder, "because I fucking
hate the bitch."

I flinched at his words, the viciousness
in his tone ripping my heart out. I watched in despair at he disappeared out
the door, wanting to cry because the boy I was starting to fall for hated me.

That thought hit me even harder.

I was falling for Nico Bilan.

He smirked. "Close your mouth before my cock gets ideas.

Nico
said. "Why didn't you say anything before?"

"Kady embarrasses easily," Julia answered.
"She's a real prud

"I took a pill or two that night," Nico
said. "I was nervous as hell since it was my first night on the job."

Julia blinked at him. "That was your
first night. You were off the hook."

"Thanks," he said, giving her... Was that
a shy smile? His eyes moved back to me, the corner of his mouth quirking up
into a wicked grin. I looked away, clearly mistaken, because there was nothing
shy about the guy at all.

I now own your body, your mind, your soul," he whispered. "You are mine to do as I please. I am your master, your god, your nightmare.