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I can feel the moment his eyes land on me because my skin crawls and I feel an uncontrollable urge to pop them out of his head.
The second I saw him, I knew I would climb that fucker like a tree.
“When you get to Hell, Dr. Ignis, warn the devil I’m coming.” I pull out the knife and coat my hand in the blood.
“Why do guys think I’m worried about getting hurt when I’m usually the biggest monster in the room?”
“She saved my ass. Now I’m horny as fuck, and I’m about to start humping the couch cushions. Fuck, my dick is seriously fucking hard right now. Did you see that, Darius? She got him smack bang in the forehead!”
“I don’t give a shit if she’s trained. That just makes me wanna fuck her even more. Seriously, she threw a fucking knife at him from across the room and got a bullseye! Please let me keep her, she’s perfect!” Santos begs, grinding my gears a fraction.
“I don’t want her to go. I like her! She obviously likes me if she’ll kill a guy for me!”
I turn around quickly and fling my knife, watching as it sails toward Darius’ head. It nicks his cheek before continuing past and slamming into the plastered wall. “I fucking dare you to try, bitch,” I snarl. Darius touches his cheek and looks at the blood on his hand with shock. “I think I just came,” Santos groans and drops down onto the couch.
“What the fuck are you talking about? You’re not going anywhere, you’re fucking mine, Selene. If you leave, I’ll fucking drag you back by your hair!”
“I don’t give a fuck about your filthy money. No one touches my fucking baby girl!”
Selene is like fucking crack, and she has the power to turn me into a junkie for life.
“Do we put out an amber alert? Fuck, I need tracking dogs and a big net,” Santos says in a rush. “She can’t run if I throw a big net over her and hoist her over my shoulder.”
