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“Every girl deserves something equally as pretty and deadly as they are,”
Perhaps I’ll relieve him of one of his hands, so he never has the opportunity to lay it on a woman again.
“Mark my words, Prince, I will be your undoing.” I lean in, ignoring the knife against my throat as I murmur, “Oh, darling, I look forward to it.”
“Too stubborn to ask for my help, Gray?” “No,” I say coolly. “Too strong to need it.” His next words are murmured close to my ear. “That’s what I like to hear.”
“Oh, darling, as long as you still think I’m pretty, I don’t give a damn what I look like.”
“Hmm. And did living in the palace teach you how to be a bitch?”
She is the embodiment of a bad decision. The twin of danger and desire. The fine line between deadly and divine. And I can feel myself drowning.
“Remind me to make you smile like that again, when you aren’t dying, and I have all the time in the world to memorize it.”
If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.
“And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly hoping you will allow me to stay in it.”
“Oh, darling, a trophy implies that I won it, earned it, deserve it.” He leans in farther, a certain reverence reflecting in his gaze. “But if I get to have you, it will be because you let me.”
“Even with my stupid dimples, you still like my smile?” Kai’s words are soft, slightly breathless, and my answer is equally so. “Even with your stupid dimples, Azer.”
“You know,” Andy says with a smug smile, “you haven’t changed one bit, Blair.” She shrugs. “Once a bitch, always a bitch, I suppose.”
“I don’t give a damn if you forget who I am in title, so long as you remember who I am to you.”
