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“…at the bottom of her heart there lay some grief which had not yet been spoken…” Thomas Peckett Prest Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
It can’t happen now, and I don’t know when, but as soon as I’m strong and powerful enough, I will get revenge for the girl. Everyone will pay.
Abusers shouldn’t get to stay the same while survivors are forced to change forever.
Real.
Butler. Maids. Gardener. Driver. Capo. Priest. Judge. Godmother. Godfather… …the boy.
There’s beauty in finally becoming the person you’re meant to be…even if that person is a killer.
He bought a tulip-shaped dessert because he likes flowers.
Her name tastes good on my tongue, maybe even better than her sugar cookies.
Seeing Vinnie get his ass handed to him was a beautiful thing, but I couldn’t let Kian McKennon have the pleasure of finishing the job.
Kian ate him up fr
La verità è bella. The truth is beautiful,
Apparently the client wants a Medusa tattoo.”
Lots of sexual assault victims get them as a symbol of their survival.”
When I was just a child, my body was used against my will. It was my enemy, and then it betrayed me further when it suddenly filled out in all the wrong places, making me look more like a woman than a middle schooler. Baggy clothes were my safety against prying eyes.
But then I got to college and realized just how powerful a woman’s body can be.
When the world isn’t watching, I’m the heroine in my story and the villain in everyone else’s. With eyes on me, though, I have to play the supporting role, the side character to everyone else’s lead.
Tallie is a viper waiting to strike, and fuck, do I want to be bitten.
She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine. And no one touches what’s mine.”
But they weren’t just “touches.” They were assaults. I didn’t realize until I answered Sev just how much each one had burned into my soul.
La verità è bella. Truth is beautiful. This was always going to be your fate, but at least you wouldn’t have died a liar.”
It’s all for you, Chiara. The sweet little girl I once was would be horrified at who I’ve become.
“In any case, they are called—”
“Queen of Night tulips,”
What’s a casual dinner conversation without a dash of murder?
Other than telling him it was safe to attend the McKennon wedding, he’ll never find out more from me.
“Love makes a man weak…”
After seeing Kian McKennon fall head over heels so quickly for his bride, though, I began to once again question everything my parents ever taught me. Is the way I feel for Tallie how it began with Kian?
Meeting Tallie was un colpo di fulmine, like a lightning strike. I’ve been obsessed with learning everything about her, how s...
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“Who did this to you,”
This line😫
“It’s just like leather. It’s just like leather—”
“The fuck it is. It’s skin.”
LMAOOO😭😭😭
I can feel his half-hard cock straining behind his slacks. My eyes bulge out, but he’s too racked by his pain to notice, and there’s no way he’s in charge of his body right now. What’s underneath me is massive, though, and a confusing thrill rushes through me.
Focus on stitching your man back up girlie
“Really lucky fucking guess. You should play the lottery.”
Two gorgeous tattoos line his ribs. He obviously got it a while ago, since the dark green stems and the vines that wrap around them are faded. When I see the flower at the top—a black, closed bulb—I gasp. It’s a black tulip. A Queen of Night tattoo.
I do love a good tatted man😫
“There was a girl once. I let her down. She loved black tulips.”
🤭🤭🤭
“She died. I survived, but I’ve never lived.”
Everyone talks about survivors after trauma. But not all survivors live.
“Who did this to you?”
AHHHHHHH
I dream of death.
Oh!
“Sei mia.” Mine.
“Cavolo, sei perfetta, dolcezza. Perfetta per me.”
🛐
🛐
I’ll be gentle.”
I'd beg for it harder from Sev fr
“Thou shalt not lie.”
“Forgive yourself, Father, for you have sinned.”
DAMNNN
“I won’t make the same mistake twice, Severino Luciano.”
“Fanculo, fallo ancora, dolcezza. È così bello.” Fuck, do that again for me, sweetheart. It feels so good.
“It’s one of your tells.”
“You can’t hide your emotions when you really care. And when you lie, you never meet someone’s eyes. That’s what happened at the dinner. I haven’t been able to find him, and you weren’t able to say when you last saw him. I put two and two together.”
That’s another tell, by the way. You slip into Italian when you’re emotional.”
“Love makes a man weak.”
If kneeling for her is weakness, then I’ll gladly hand over all my strength to help her heal. The woman I love deserves nothing less.
