Thor

Janet — Thor is an addiction I can’t seem to overcome. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a man, and everything I can never have. They call him Thor for a reason — he looks like a modern-day Viking with that shaggy blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and ropes of muscles covered in intricate tattoos. And in bed the man is definitely a god who grants my every secret desire. I walked away from the marriage my parents tried to force me into, but I’m not naive enough to think they’re going to let me go. They have money. Power. Influence. They know how to bend people to their will. They will make sure I marry someone they approve of, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out they will never approve of Thor.

Thor — Janet is mine. I know she knows it, too. I can see it in her eyes, hear it in her voice, feel it every time we make love. But she refuses to wear my cut and freaks out if I mention anything permanent. I have no idea what the fuck her issue is, but it doesn’t matter. I want her, and I’m going to have her if it takes me the rest of my fucking life to convince her. I want her to come to me willingly. I love her enough not to force her.

Now I just have to stay alive long enough for that to happen, because someone wants me dead.