King of Ruin

by Sasha Leone

The stranger presses the broken glass deeper into Mike’s throat. “Now, tell her what a nice man I am. Tell her that she should come upstairs and have a drink with me. Tell her that’s the only way I won’t slit your throat right here and now.”

“Do you like that, angel?” he growls, picking me up. “How I hold you? How I devour you? How I want you?”

“I’m the devil, baby. Welcome to hell. I think you’re going to like it here. In fact, I’ll make sure you do…”

“None like you. No... You. Are. Special.” Leaning down, he whispers into my ear. “I will be gentle this time, angel. But you will learn how to take ALL of me. Understand?”

“I don’t think you quite grasp the reality of this situation, angel. I’m not asking you questions. I’m telling you the answers. Now, here’s what you’re going to do. Give me your last name. Whisper it into my mouth. If you don’t want me stalking you, I won’t. But right now, you know my last name and I don’t know yours. That gives you leverage. Do you know what I do to people who have leverage over me?”