Roll For Survival (Dungeons & Desires #3)

You know that stupid, age-old saying, "If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it was meant to be?" Well, fuck that shit. I should have never let her go. From the moment I laid eyes on that woman, I knew she was mine.
The instant pull that I felt toward her was almost nauseating. It was a feeling I'd only felt toward one other person before. Turns out those two women are one and the same. Some call it love, but it’s more than that. It’s an obsession. Her body, her mind, the fucking scent of her perfume. Her laugh, her smile, the sounds she made as she moaned my name. Everything about her consumed my every thought, every day.
I should’ve never let her go! I should’ve left everything and run away with her. I should’ve kept her by my side at all times. I should have kept her safe.
But no, I had to listen to HIM.
"Let her go," he said. "She doesn't belong in our world." "Men in our line of work don't get the luxury of love." Blah, blah fucking blah. I swear, I should’ve never let him get inside my head. Never let him make me think I couldn't have her.
Well, look what happened. I let her go, and someone took her. They took her, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I heard her scream as she fought him. She screamed for me, and I couldn't save her. I couldn't protect her.
So, take a look. Take a good, hard fucking look. St. Petersburg is going to burn tonight. I will burn this whole fucking city to the ground until I have her back in my arms.
My woman…My princess…My Ash.