At the End There Was You (Blue Fairytales, #1)

by Wendy Heiss

One way or another, at some point, you will either condemn the villain, become one, follow one, or live long enough to see them corrupt everyone else.

“You’d make any man, God or not, fall on his knees and pray for damnation.” He kissed his way down her neck, marking her pale skin with his mouth. “Nothing would be holier than to be ruined by you.”

“Then I’d only ever look at you. Would you only ever look at me if I asked?” “You don’t have to. I don’t think I’ve ever looked at anyone else before you.”

“Are you at my mercy?” he asked, trailing a hand down the soft silhouette of her body and grabbing her thigh. “Or am I at yours?”