Their Deviant Love (Obsessive Love Trilogy #3)

Chapter 1

Chapter One

At the sound of the first gunshot, I’m being shoved downwards. I push at the chest that’s on top of mine. “What are you doing? Get off me!” I scream over the commotion.

“Never. On top of you is my favorite place to be.” Connor smirks. “You okay?” He takes his time scanning my face. His hands roam down the sides of my body.

“I’d be a whole lot better when you get off me. Connor, people are shooting,” I tell him.

“I’m aware,” he grunts. His head looks up and then he finally stands. But before I can straighten myself out, he’s hauling me up and then I’m tossed over his shoulder and he’s running.

Why the hell is he running?

“Where are you going?” I ask him, trying my best to wiggle free of his grip.

“Getting you the fuck out of here, like I should have done before the fucking shooting started!” Connor yells back at me, his grip tightening around my thighs.

“No, you should put me down. Connor, my family is in there.” I’m starting to get really pissed off at him treating me like a girl. He never does this. He doesn’t shield me from the horrors of our world, so why the hell is he doing it now?

Connor sets my feet back on the ground. I try to get around him to push through the doors. “No fucking way are you going back in there,” he says, blocking my path.

“Move.” My fists clench at my sides. I thought we’d gotten past the whole me using violence on him to prove a point. But right now, I’m fully prepared to stab him. Not anywhere lethal, obviously. I don’t want him dead.

“No.” Connor’s smirk widens. “You want to stab me, huh?”

“You think I won’t?” I raise a brow at him.

“I know you will. But you can’t.”

“Why not?” I ask him.

“Because we are here to project a united front, Aurora. The family isn’t going to accept a wife who stabs me,” he says.

“I don’t give two shits about your fucked-up leprechaun family, Connor O’Malley. My family is in there right now.” I point behind him.

“Yeah, well, guess what? You’re my family, Aurora, and I’m not letting you get filled with fucking lead.” Connor doesn’t budge.

The noise inside stops. “You better hope that no one I care about got filled with lead or you’re going to need to sleep with one eye open tonight.” When his smile somehow gets even wider, I groan. “What the hell are you smiling about?”

“If I have to sleep with one eye open, that would indicate you still plan on sleeping right beside me. In the same bed,” he says.

“Where else would I sleep?” Now I’m confused.

“Not with me.” He shrugs.

“You think I’m that easy to get rid of?” I laugh.

“I fucking hope not,” he says.

The door opens and my father and brother walk out. “Aurora, you good?” my dad asks me.

“I’m fine. Are you?” I look him over. I don’t see any obvious bullet holes. I then turn my attention to Enzo. “You?”

“Been better,” he groans, holding a hand over his waist.

“Shit, you need a doctor,” I tell him.

“We need to get out of here. I know someone. I’ll have them meet us.” This comes from Levi Mancini. No doubt the reason my family found me.

“You need to go with them, princess. I have to do something here, and then I’ll come find you,” Connor tells me.

“Ah, no.” I shake my head from side to side. What alternate universe is he living in where he thinks I’m leaving without him?

“Yes, please, Aurora. I have to do this and I really need to not be worried about you right now. At least if you’re with them, I know you’re safe,” he says, his eyes pleading.

“I don’t like it,” I grumble.

“I promise I’ll come find you before you even notice I’m not right next to you,” he says.

“So, one second then?” I ask him.

“Maybe a little longer.” Connor wraps his arms around me and holds me against him. “I love you. I swear I’m coming right back to you as soon as I’m done.”

“Okay.” I get he has to do things without me sometimes. I don’t like it, but I get it. Connor releases me and I turn towards my dad. “Looks like I’m coming with you.”

My dad wraps his arm around me and starts leading me away. I look over my shoulder at Connor, who is watching me as I go.

Please, God, do not let this be the last time I see him.

As soon as my dad closes the car door, Connor turns and walks back into the building. I should have stayed. When I go to grab the handle, I realize it’s locked. “Open the door. I need to get out.”

“You’re not getting out, Aurora,” my dad says to me before directing his attention to Levi in the driver’s seat. “Go.”

“Levi, let me out.” I’m about ready to beg. “I need to help him.”

“No, you don’t. You need to stay put and let him do what he has to do,” Dad says. “You need to put your own safety above anyone else’s, Aurora.”

My safety isn’t more important than Connor’s. I don’t voice this, though. My father wouldn’t want to hear that. Giving up on the door handle, I slouch in my seat, and it hits me. I have absolutely no way of contacting him. We don’t have phones. I don’t know anyone in this fucking city.

“Aurora, he is going to meet us at the house,” Levi says, his eyes connecting with mine through the rearview mirror. He has a loyalty to Connor, after Connor saved his life and all, and the fact that he’s in love with Connor’s cousin.

Enzo grunts from beside me, and I’m literally the world’s worst sister. My brother has been shot and I’m sitting here thinking about myself.

“Show me.” I move his hand and lift his shirt. There’s a little bit of blood but not as much as I would have expected. “Seriously?” I raise a brow at him.

“What?” he asks.

“It’s a graze, Enzo. It didn’t even go in.” I pull his shirt back down.

“It fucking burns like a motherfucker,” my brother curses.

“It’s just a graze?” my dad asks me.

“Yes. You really didn’t breed great boys, Papa.” I roll my eyes.

“That’s because I was saving the best for last, sweetheart.”

“I’m right fucking here you know,” Enzo chimes in.

“We know,” Dad and I say at the same time.

“Rude.” Enzo groans as he shifts in the seat. He’s so dramatic.

When we get to the house, Levi follows me into the first bedroom I find. I have no idea who lives here, or where here is. All I know is that we left Connor behind, I have no idea what he’s doing, and I don’t like it.

“You look… stressed,” Levi says.

“I’m going to take a shower. Are there any clothes I can borrow?” I ask, looking around the room. “Whose house is this anyway?”

“Mine.” A familiar voice enters the room. “And I’ll get you some clothes,” Aisling says.

I walk over and wrap my arms around Connor’s cousin. “I am so glad to see you,” I tell her.

“He’s going to be fine. That one is like a cat—nine lives,” she says, returning my hug.

“I know,” I lie, because it’s not like I’m going to bother anyone with the internal pool of doom that’s currently filling my thoughts.

“Shower’s through that way,” Aisling tells me.

“Thank you.” I go to walk through the door she pointed at and stop. “Levi, she’s my cousin now too.” I leave the threat hanging in the air. He knows what I’m telling him.

“I don’t care,” he calls out to me.

“You will when I cut your dick off and send it to your brother on a meat tray surrounded by sausages and steaks. Who knows? He might hand it straight to the chef, have it cooked up and eaten without even knowing it.” I smirk while trying my hardest not to laugh at the imagery.

“I can see why Connor fell head over heels.” Aisling smiles at me. “I like you.”

“Thanks.” I smile back at her.

“Nope, you two are not becoming friends. Aurora, go find someone else to torture,” Levi says and takes hold of Aisling’s hand, dragging her out of the room. Away from me.

Closing myself in the bathroom, I let the tears I’ve been holding back finally fall. I need Connor, more than I’ll ever be able to tell him. I don’t want to burden him with my issues. But not having him near me is giving me anxiety. I don’t like it.

I already told him he’s my oxygen, and right now, more than ever, I feel like I can’t breathe.