Fear The Reapers: A Dark Mafia Romance (Lovesick Villains Book 1)
Fear The Reapers: Chapter 42

As we drove back to our home in comfortable silence and trekked up the familiar winding road, I couldn’t help but think about the first time I ever made the journey.

I couldn’t believe that our paths had crossed only a month ago, when it felt like so many things had changed. I experienced more sadness, lust, fear, hope, and anger in my time with them than I ever had in my entire life. The emotions were always there, hiding in the depths of my mind. But I had been an expert at concealing them, at building these intricate walls to stop them from revealing themselves.

Somehow, in the short time I’d been with The Reapers, those walls had come crashing down, leaving me open and exposed like never before. I expected the process to be painful, to feel rushed or overwhelming, but that wasn’t the case in the slightest. It felt as if I’d always been theirs. As if my life had always been on this trajectory to find them, and even though it wasn’t what I expected, what we had somehow made sense.

The Reapers were the knights in shining armour I never saw coming. The cold, vicious, and dangerous men who I thought would end me, but ended up being the ones to save me. It was clear to me now that they belonged to me, just as much as I belonged to them.

As I looked at the five of us, with our blood-soaked bodies and the buzz of adrenaline coursing through our veins, I knew I could no longer deny the truth. I was a fucking Reaper, through and through.

Being a Reaper wasn’t about the blood on our hands or the ruthless reputation. It was about family and protecting what was ours. This was my family, and it was perfect just the way it was. I knew that if anyone ever tried to fuck with my family again, I would end them.

We would end them…

The End.

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