Keep Me (Twist Me #2)

It’s strange to know that you’re being manipulated, and at the same time enjoy the results of that manipulation.

“You are everything to me. If something happened to you, I wouldn’t want to survive—I wouldn’t want a life that doesn’t have you in it.”

“I don’t care about my fucking life!” I sit up all the way, ignoring the jolt of pain in my ribs. “Don’t you get it, Nora? You are the only person I care about. You—not me, not anyone else!”

There’s nothing like shopping to take a woman’s mind off things.

“You’re all I can think about, Nora… all I can focus on…”

I need her like I need air, and I would do whatever it takes to keep her with me.

I would die for her, but I would never let her go.

Apparently, even crime lords have to deal with taxes and legal matters; it appears to be a universal evil that no one can avoid.

I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

Safe from everyone but me.

The man who kidnapped me is now my husband.

I want to be her everything: her protector and her tormentor, her joy and her sorrow. I want to bind her to me physically and emotionally, to brand myself so deeply on her mind and soul that she will never think about leaving me.