Her Possessive Valentine
Vance Valentine
It’s lonely at the top.
Hell, I’m the perfect poster boy for that statement.
Work, work, work. Day in and day out.
Rushing from here to there and back again.
An endless loop, chipping away at my soul and keeping me stuck in place. All of that changes when she walks into my life.
She is Hana Mulligan, my raven-haired angel.
I know she’s mine, too. Mine and mine alone.
From the second I lay eyes on her, every part of me wants every part of her.
Forever and for always.
Maybe it’s time to scoot over.
There’s more than enough room for two up here.
