Dirty Diana by January James

Prologue

My dearest Diana,

I saw you today. You were wearing a tight pair of jeans and a small blue sweater, and you had your hair tied back in a ponytail. I could see your belly button, and you know what that does to me.

You could have had me, Diana, but you chose someone else. You knew how much it would hurt me, seeing you laughing and kissing another man, when you could have had me. It felt as though you’d stabbed a knife into my heart. I couldn’t pick myself up off the floor for two days and my heart still bleeds now.

You chose someone else. Just writing this down cuts my heart afresh.

You chose someone else. But you loved me so much—you told me so, and I believed you.

You chose someone else. But they didn’t make you happy, did they? You moved on again, and…

You chose someone else. And it still wasn’t me.

You left me with no other choice. I couldn’t stand by and let you break my heart again and again, not caring about how I felt.

You left me with no other choice, Diana. Whatever happens next will be all your fault.

You chose someone else. So, I chose someone else too, and you don’t like it.

You don’t like it so much you moved away.

I know why you moved away. You think this is final, don’t you? You think I’ve found love with someone else. Well, you’re wrong. It has always been you. And this is the only way I can think of to bring you back. It’s the only way I know I’ll be able to feel your flesh and blood again in my arms.

Just remember, Diana. This is all for you. Dx