Alexia Mantzouranis

but I’m sure I would let him destroy me if I did hurt her

I know she’s my fake girlfriend, but our relationship being fake doesn’t make her any less mine. Every single man in this fucking club will come to understand that.

People who shouldn’t even be in here hurt my girl.

I’ve now made a promise to myself that with every bite and full meal she eats, I will be there, cheering her on. I’ll hold her hair back on the hard days. I’ll make her favorite foods and dance with her in the kitchen as we cook. I’ll get rid of every single damn scale and mirror in the entire world if that makes her happy

you ever”—I tighten my hold on his shirt when he tries to pull away and get in his face—“purposely embarrass a girl, especially my girl, for the benefit of money and fame again, you’d better run and hope I don’t find you. Because I’m willing to sacrifice everything

“If you ever”—I tighten my hold on his shirt when he tries to pull away and get in his face—“purposely embarrass a girl, especially my girl, for the benefit of money and fame again, you’d better run and hope I don’t find you. Because I’m willing to sacrifice everything

only want to see my girls smiling

I only want to see my girls smiling, not frowning, and I will destroy anyone who makes them do the latter.

Welcome to my life, honey. Every day, you’re making it harder for me not to kiss the shit out of you.”

Hate sex.” He smiles, his heated gaze fixated on my lips. “My favorite.”