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Heroics were boring.
We love a villian! Hottt
“What separates monsters from good men is only a matter of perspective. In your eyes, I’m a sick fuck for what I’ve done to you. But I, on the other hand, see you as a parasite.”
And the fact that he didn’t have a wedding band. Stop, damn it.
Real
Without a doubt, Lilia Vespertine was going to be a massive headache. But she was my headache.
Hell yess
Eyes focused on the surrounding rooms kept me from staring at the way his ass moved in his black slacks. Undoubtedly firm, given what little I’d seen of those ass-hugging jeans he’d worn back at the cliff.
I've never related more
His deep voice caressed my ear, sending a shiver across the back of my neck. I kept my eyes locked on those hands as he spoke and imagined rough palms over my skin.
Wet
“My apologies for interrupting,” I heard myself say in the background, and her thigh twitched, making the view jump.
I cant breathe!! Im laughing and giggling so much
The light on her screen dimmed again, and I swiped it up, keeping it from locking. On a whim of absolute adrenaline, I sent the video to my phone,
Omg he did not!??
I searched the site for a takedown link, only finding some lame fucking email address that likely wouldn’t result in a damn thing. I swiped out of the app and pulled up the number to my lawyer.
We love a possessive and territorial man
I’d fuck over every person who ever posted there and burn the site down before I’d let that happen.
Smash
His hand flexed,
Weak in the knees
“In case you get hungry later. Good afternoon, Miss Vespertine.”
Oh i see what u are doong there hehe
“Is that a threat?” “Yes.” One step forward backed me against the shelf behind me, and he threw out his hand, creating something of a cage. “You have no idea who you’re fucking with.”
I want to be her right now
“Stay out of trouble, Curious Moth,” he said, as he strode for the door. Curious Moth. A nickname. A fitting one, too, given the fact that I had no intentions of avoiding the flame.
“That is the tragedy of women, isn’t it? We deny ourselves beauty for the sake of misleading men.”
Literally
“Je comprends. Et je décline votre offre.”
And he speaks french!??? God hes perfect
“The wealthy possess an insatiable appetite for the rare and priceless. They stare because you’re the only thing worth staring at.”
Arghhh that was smooth
“I wonder what your wife would think, if she knew you were groping the young girl beside you, Charles?” Everyone at the table gasped in unison, as Professor Bramwell casually took a sip of a new glass of champagne. “Or do the two of you partake in extramarital activities, which gives you a pass, hmmm?”
Bramwell thd man you are
Calling her beautiful was like calling the sun lukewarm. She’d blazed like the hottest part of a flame in that dress. And fuck me, I’d felt the heat.
Crying internally because hes not real and im single
“And so the moth befriended the flame.”
and the brush of something on my forearm was his thumb stroking me.
Why is that so intimate and sweet
You have no intimate connection with these fictional characters.” “Says who? I happen to get very attached to my fictional boyfriends.” Yet another frown. “Boyfriends?” “I read a lot.”
She gets it
“Under different circumstances …” The pause in his words carried a laborious heartbeat that smothered my own, as I watched the slightest smile play on his lips. A beat of hesitation. “I might’ve pursued you.”
Arghhhh i need him
I opened it to find a small plastic card with the Dragon’s Lair coffee shop logo on it. The attached paper simply said: Now you can buy coffee whenever you like. –B
Stop it!!! He is too perfect urghh
“I feel you.”
Feel me pls
“I feel everything.” He let out a choke of a laugh. “I fucking feel everything!” He whisked me into his arms and spun me around.
Omg i love this
Brows tight, he ran his fingertips across my clavicle and licked his lips. “You feel good.” My nerves caught in my throat as I said, “You do, too.” Curious eyes seemed riveted on my lips, and he ran his thumb over their surface. Before I could gauge his next move, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.
SCREAMING
“Yeah,” he whispered, still shifting on the bed. “Tha’s it.” The slight slur of his words told me he was still deep in sleep. “T’ch’me, Lilia.”
I cant!!! This is amazing hehe
You’re the first thing I’ve felt in years, Lilia. All I want to do is touch you.”
Touch her!!!!!!
“You’re a sickness inside of me that begs never to be cured. Infecting me with this unshakable craving for things I shouldn’t want.”
“And because I’m a selfish prick who has to live with the fact that I cannot have you to myself, I’m going to ruin you so that any boy who comes after me will leave you deeply unsatisfied, and you’ll be left fucking your own fingers, desperate to remember the time you had your professor’s face between your legs.”
And just like that im pregnant
“I don’t give a damn about every other girl. There’s only one who crosses my mind a fuck-ton more than she should. So, I’m going to finish you, Lilia. I’m going to give you the release you’ve been craving, and I won’t touch you again. But this pussy belongs to me. You let any other undeserving prick near it, and I will cut out his tongue and send it to you in a specimen jar.”
Someone sedate me
Eyes locked on his, I reached up the hem of my skirt and pulled down my panties, slipping them over my ankles. I balled them in my palm and stuffed them into the pocket of his slacks, next to the hard length that brushed the edge of my thumb. “Panties are for the modest,” I said, and turned for the door.
Hell yeah girl
She was the warmth of the sun on a cold and rotting corpse. The first breath after a lifetime of death.
So poetic professor
“And if you think, for one second, I’m letting you jog around here in the dark in those tiny fucking shorts, looking like a midnight snack, you’ve grossly underestimated just how much of a prick I can be.”
Hmmm protective asshole! Just my type
“Fine.” I wanted to scream. “It’s fine. I’m sure I can get a private appointment with Ross.” At that, he finally turned around with an absolutely murderous look carved into his expression. “Tomorrow, Miss Vespertine. After lecture.” The snippy edge of anger in his tone told me what the man would never admit to my face. He was jealous.
Nothing better than a jealous man
He was moody, like rainy days and bitter coffee. Sensual whispers in dark corners and the slow burn of fine whiskey. A torment I both hated and welcomed at the same time.
“There isn’t a sharp enough blade to carve you out of my head, Lilia. I’d have to tear out my own goddamn eyeballs to keep from noticing your every move. Who you talk to. Who you fucking kiss.”
“Good girl,”
Say that again
“Whether you’re a virgin, or not—the fact is, I’m not a gentle lover. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Thats what we like to hear
“I don’t share. If anyone else so much as looks at this pussy, I’ll take pleasure in dissecting him, starting with his eyeballs.”
My man
“I’ve eaten quite heartily whenever we’re together.”
I love his mouth
“Jealousy is a callow schoolboy’s emotion that ends in hard feelings and bloody noses. What I feel for you, Miss Vespertine, would destroy lives.”
What a man
You’ve infected every part of me, and I can’t stop. I can’t stop this obsession.”
His finger hooked beneath my chin, drawing me back to him. “Don’t hide from me, Lilia. You are no less beautiful than that day you walked into my classroom and stole my fucking breath.”
I dont care what anyone says!! He is perfect and i love him
“I am. Crazy enough to admit that I would’ve killed every person in that room a moment ago. I’d have killed Lippincott, Gilchrist—my own brother, if he’d laid a hand on you.”
“That I would kill for you without a beat of hesitation, or remorse. And yet, at the same time, I could be reduced to nothing more than a pile of ash without you. I’m weak for you, Lilia.”
All i see is major green flag
“I don’t see them when I’m with you. I think they’re afraid of you.” “As they should be.” A darkness shadowed his eyes with the threat.
AS THEY SHOULD BE
