Ysabelle
I love you.
Three words that can make or break you.
I thought I needed to find myself. I thought I wasn’t happy. I thought I needed more out of life.
I didn’t.
I’m more lost now than I was when I left. I have no answers, just endless amounts of questions. It was only a matter of time until the truth came to light. I never imagined it would change my entire life and everything I thought to be true.
It was all a game.
Except I wasn’t a player.
I was a pawn.
Sebastian
The end.
Two words that have several meanings. I never thought I’d lose her. But did I ever really have her…
Or did VIP?
Can love conquer all?
I had only ever loved one woman. From the first day that I stared at those mesmerizing and entrancing bright green eyes, I was lured in. It was a magnetic pull that capsized me to live and breathe for her and only her. She was soul mate, the one person in this world that was made for me and only me. I wouldn’t let her go without a fight…
I lost her once.
I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
I had so many regrets in my life and she will never be one of them. It didn’t matter how we met or started out. I knew it the moment her tiny frame fell into my arms. We were meant to meet and be together, it was all for a reason; a greater purpose that I knew from the second she told me her name.
Mine.
The instant connection we shared and the gravitational pull we had toward each other was inevitable. That’s what happens when two halves of a heart come together and become one. They’re bonded for life. The errors of my ways had finally caught up with me, but how did you prove to the other half of your heart that it beats for only her and her alone?
How did I make her understand that I would die before I ever hurt her again? There was no Sebastian without Ysabelle.
She was my everything…
My girl.
I am not an honorable man and I knew that. I had paid for my mistakes tenfold. I had hurt women that I had held dearly in my heart for as long as I could remember. However, I thought I was doing the right thing. Call me a coward, call me selfish, call me a cheater, call me a bastard; I deserve it. There wasn’t anything that you can throw at me that I wasn’t already aware of. I’ve waited thirty-four years for her, this I knew. I did love her, I still love her, I’ll always love her.
Though, there I stood, holding a letter from the woman who owned my body, heart, and soul. Fuck that. She was much more than that. The human body needed water to survive; it could go three days without it before it started to shut down. Ysabelle was my water.
Sebastian,
I love you. Don’t for one second think that I don’t…I just don’t know if that’s enough anymore. As much as I want to, I can’t forget the past. My heart says or feels one thing and my mind is spinning telling me another. I’ve listened to my heart once before and I can’t go through that again…I won’t.
We want different things.
I’m sorry. Don’t hate me.
Yours always,
Ysa.
It was taking everything in me to not fall apart. I couldn’t do that. I needed to stay levelheaded and hold my ground to get her back. I needed to stay strong. I was not the same man I was three years ago…
I was over to the front door in six strides and what I found breaks my heart.
Fuck me.
There was a torn picture of Olivia on the floor. I ran my fingers through my hair, wanting to pull it the fuck out. This was so fucked up. How would I fix this? How would I get her to understand that I wanted her?
Just her.
I would fight for her if it were the last thing I would ever do.
And I would like to see someone stand in my way because I’d take them the fuck out.
The Madam didn’t know whom she’s fucking with.
Mine.
And now I had to prove it to her, once and for all.
Today marks the one year Anniversary of this release!! Happy One Year Bookaversary M. Robinson!
Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.
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