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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.”
“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.
“Oh, I’m not making you do anything, darling. You can leave me to bleed out if you must. Because I only want your hands all over me if you want them to be.”
She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.
“And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly hoping you will allow me to stay in it.”
He’s looking at me like one would a painting—drinking in every detail, delighting in its originality, deeming it a work of art.
