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To every one of us who defied logic and fell in love with villains.
“I’ll find you again.” People say death is the end. For me, it’s only the beginning.
From the moment I flourished, until the accident that turned me into an incurable alcoholic.
“It’s useless to fight me, for you’ll only get hurt. You’re not at my level, so do not cause me trouble or I won’t hesitate to throw you to the wolves. I’m giving you my hand, so be grateful, thank your lucky stars, and take it without asking any fucking questions.”
“Don’t talk back to me again or you won’t like the way I react.”
“From now on, you’re Lia Volkov. Wife of Adrian Volkov.”
She was always a swan, only hidden.
“Hide all you like, but I’ll eventually bring you out.”
True power simmers underneath, hushed in low tones and feared in public.
“You might think of them as such, you might consider yourself some sort of a twisted, gracious god, but you’re not. You’re cruel and callous. You’re brutal and sadistic. You’re perverted, too, because you get off on inflicting pain. Your calm and quiet demeanor doesn’t fool me, and neither does your warped sense of benevolence. Your sole purpose is to hurt and take as you see fit. So don’t stand there, holding a fucking belt, and say that you’re showing mercy.”
Challenging me is like swimming against the tides, you’ll eventually tire and will be swept away by the current. Understand this, I make the challenges, not the other way around. It’s time you learn that.”
“You’re a masochist to my sadism, Lia.”
“The big deal is that no one looks at you the way I do. No one gets a glimpse at what’s mine.”
“You’re so beautiful,”
“You’re fucking home.”
