Step one, accept she was a damn boss. Step two, hide all the knives, guns, and maybe the pillows, too.

They're her parent," Neal finally spoke out. "Regardless of what they've done, they're still her parents. Yes, she remembers the bad, but she will always remember the good as well, however short it was. It's not as easy to kill family as everyone makes it seem."
"This moment of wisdom was brought to you by - " I was cut off as a water bottle came flying at my head. I caught it and laughed.
"He's right though," our father replied. "We can't just keep killing everyone...especially our in-laws."
True, we were running out of places to hide the bodies. I snickered at the thought.

She was mine. She was all fucking mine.I was the king of the jungle, and the woman beside me was my queen.

I swear to God . . .”
“God doesn’t come to this part of the house, so swear to me.” -Liam C

Tell me it wasn’t fucking you, and you still get to come to the motherfucking wedding sweetheart...
Melody G.

My name,” I whispered in her ear, and she shivered with pleasure. “Say my name again. Not in anger, or disgust, but as you did just now. As if I am the only man in the world who can satisfy you.
~Liam C.