His Forever Love Read Online Lucy Darling

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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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I pounce on her the second the elevator door closes. She melts into me. It doesn’t matter if she’s pissed at me. My girl never denies me her mouth. Anytime I get my hands on her, she opens for me.

Willow will give anyone lip that crosses her. She’ll go head to head with someone. Except me. With me she craves my dominance. If that’s what it’s called. She knows that she can let down those walls and trust me to handle her with care. That I’d never do anything to hurt her.

“I missed you,” she says between kisses. We’ve only been apart for a few hours, but I get it. I fucking missed her too. Winter break spoiled me with all the time I got to have her to myself.

I want that to be my every day. For me to wake up to see her lying next to me, exactly where she’s meant to be. Sometimes I wonder if I’m holding her back. If I’m not letting her live her youth, and she’ll resent me later on for it. Still, I can’t let her go.

“Miss you too.” I carry her off the elevator into my place. I need to see about getting her to move in here. Slowly more and more of her stuff has ended up here.

Soon I’ll have it all.

18

Willow

“We’re next to each other.” I hand Zoey her hotel room key. It was tough getting rooms since the whole city seems to be booked. It might be terrible, but my father’s assistant made a few calls and bam, I had two rooms.

My parents might be absentminded when it comes to being a part of my life, but when it has to do with anything else I might need, they always come through. It makes me think that maybe I should let some of my anger go and take them as they are. I know I wasn’t a planned pregnancy for them.

Speaking of pregnancy, my hand goes to my stomach. If I’m knocked up that wouldn’t be planned either. Bear and I have been careless. He’s never once asked if I was on birth control, and I haven’t divulged that I’m not either. I’m not sure what to make of him not asking.

“I’ve got a test in my bag.” My head jerks up. I told Zoey the other day at the coffee shop that I thought I might be pregnant. I was too chicken to take a test. “Let’s go to our rooms and wait for our bags to come up.”

“Sometimes I think you can read my mind.” We catch the elevator, heading up to our rooms.

“I’ll be over when my bags get here. Don’t be peeing until then.” I snort a laugh, putting my key into the door to let myself in.

A few seconds later there is a knock at the door. That was fast. I pull a ten out of my purse before heading to the door to let the bellhop in.

I freeze when I open the door and see Tiffany there. I haven’t seen her in months. Not since she busted me in Bear’s room on one of the road trips.

“We need to talk.” She pushes into the room. I’m so stunned I don’t stop her.

“I’d rather not.” I keep the door open.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Okay. Congratulations?”

“It’s Theo’s.” Her words hit me like a sledgehammer. It’s not possible. They didn’t even really date. But that doesn’t mean they never… I feel as though I’m going to vomit, but I try to keep it together as my mind snaps back to the night Bear got on the elevator with Zoey and me. I’d thought he was headed out to a booty call. When I asked him about it later, he said that wasn’t the case.

“I don’t believe you.”

“I didn’t want to have to do this, but I will.” She walks back over toward me, showing me her phone. A video of Bear and me in the elevator going at it plays on the screen.

She starts to scroll. There is picture after picture of Bear and my stolen moments. One picture is me wrapped around him as he pins me to the elevator wall. His hand is around my throat. It looks bad. Really bad. This could end him. I’m not sure what my parents will think either. I’m not sure how it will affect me at school. So many thoughts continue to race through my mind.

The truth is that’s one of the hottest things my Bear does when we’re going at it. I crave him taking control. It’s so freeing.

“What do you want?”

“Break it off with Theo.” My stomach drops. “And I want $100,000 dollars wired to this account.” She shoves a card at me.

“Why? Do you think if I break up with him he’ll go running to you?” What is wrong with this woman? Doesn’t she know that money can’t buy you love or happiness? Or make someone want you?



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