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My exterior is stunning. An almost ethereal creature with gem eyes and perfectly chiseled features. On the inside, I’m decaying and rotten. But no one sees that part, so it’s okay.
From the moment we met, it was like my soul reached out and grabbed onto him, clutching with desperate, greedy fingers, trying frantically to smoosh him in and make him a part of me.
“The thing about evil,” she whispers, “is that it masquerades as good. True evil doesn’t look like a monster with horns and a forked tongue. It’s beautiful, charming, and powerful… An exceptional liar, and a master at manipulating its camouflage.”
Leaning in quick, I press a soft kiss on his mouth. One second, and it’s already the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
“I’ll dream about you, baby… like fireworks over the ocean.”
We’re already in Hell. Whether it’s wrong or not, I will keep Lex Luthor Deon here so he can burn with me forever.
“I always knew you liked my hurt, baby boy,”
“Because I fucking love you!” he shouts in my face, and I falter. “I’ve loved you since the second I saw you, and I don’t understand it! I don’t want to feel this shit… This twisted up ball of need in my chest like fucking disease. I don’t even know if it really is love, that’s how fucked up I am. I never knew what this felt like… until you.”
“No, but seriously… it’s all you, baby. I always knew it would feel like this with you.” “Like what?” I kiss his jawline. “Fireworks,” he sighs, and I grin. “Over the ocean?” He chuckles. “Mmm… the best kind.”
