“He wanted to take Hart apart piece by piece. It was easy to get lost in a moment. To fuck. That wasn’t what Cane wanted. Cane wanted to own Hart. He wanted him to beg for it. To be lost without him—an addiction he couldn’t quit.
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All he needed to do was give in and Cane would give him everything. He could tear the world apart and lay it at Hart’s feet if he wanted it.
All Cane wanted in return was him.
Wholly.
Completely.
Not the facade he showed the world.
He wanted every ragged, imperfect inch of him. The places he’d seen in glimpses. The places Hart tried to guard from him and lock away.”