The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 235

He let out a muffled groan when Petty bit down on his tongue, the sharp coppery taste of blood spreading instantly between them.

She thought he’d let go, but instead, he only kissed her harder, not stopping until she was so weak she couldn’t even fight back.

“Stop thinking about running away from Cabinda,” he whispered, his lips barely leaving hers. “You’re not leaving me, Petty.”

Her eyes squeezed shut, her voice raw with emotion. “What am I to you, really?”

“You’re the same as you’ve always been. Nothing’s changed,” Franco said quietly. He brushed a tear from her cheek with his rough thumb, then lifted her gently, carrying her out of the room.

Downstairs, Franco placed her in the car. The second she sat down, she lunged for the other door, but he caught her hand before she even touched the handle.

She landed back in his lap, his arms closing around her waist. Her back pressed to his chest, and she could feel his voice rumbling through her.

“Where would you even go? The Byron family’s in trouble, Harris can barely take care of himself. Hans? His grandfather’s health is failing, the Green family’s a mess right now. Everyone’s fighting over the inheritance, and there’s no telling if your old friend can escape unharmed.”

Petty went stiff. The Green family was in trouble? Hans had never mentioned any of that to her.

The Green family had always been far more complicated than the Whites. In a family that big, fights over money always got ugly.

“Let me go!” She struggled as hard as she could, then bit down hard on Franco’s arm.

Her ticket to leave the country was gone, her parents’ ashes were being threatened, Hans was sinking deeper and deeper into a mess she couldn’t help with. All her frustration boiled over and she bit down harder.

Franco didn’t even flinch. His voice was calm. “Drive.”

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