CHAPTER FORTY
TRISTAN’S POV
I’d never felt this alive in such a long time. Indecision burned through me and for once, it had nothing to do with the nightmare that was my life. It had everything to do with her. Ava was f*****g my mind in ways I never thought possible. The worst part, was Logan. He wanted to claim her. I’d driven him too close and now both of us couldn’t step on the brake pedal even if we tried.
“She is ours tonight, right?” He questioned.
A pair of hazel eyes stared back at me in the dressing mirror, “I want her. Goddammit! More than anything, I want her Logan but tomorrow, once she knows me, she will run out of thai town. She will look at me the way everyone else does,”
“Then we f*****g mark her,” He was growing posessive, selfish and worst part, those were two traits
