Page 60 of The Don's Virgin Obsession

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Still feeling empty after accomplishing everything I said I wanted.

That shit scared me enough to quit cold turkey.

Never touched it again after that night.

Not because I suddenly healed.

Because I realized addiction don’t leave. It just transfers.

Work.

Money.

Women.

Control.

All that shit became replacements.

I rode harder through the city while Milan’s words replayed in my head.

You want whatever version of yourself you think she sees.

I exhaled hard through my nose.

Wanting Sade was nobody’s business.

And it damn sure wasn’t Milan’s.

Yeah, I thought about Sade too much.

Yeah, I liked watching her work.

Yeah, I replayed conversations with her for longer than I should have.

So what?

That woman got under my skin a little. Big deal.

Milan invaded my space tonight to weaken me.

Nobody weakens me.

Nobody.

I slowed at a red light, breathing hard while traffic moved around me.

My thoughts stayed ugly, though.

Heavy.

I already knew Milan wasn’t done.

A woman who knows too much and got nothing left to lose is dangerous.

I pushed off once the light changed, speeding back into traffic.

It’s been a while…

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