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DEDICATION For everyone who hates the word cock— I have devastating news.
“You will always be someone else’s villain, whether you deserve the title or not. Your duty is to ensure their hate is unjustified.”
“They swallow their food whole, and when someone threatens what is theirs, they attack without question.” His father smirked. “Seems perfect to me.”
P.S. I think about you a lot. I wonder what you look like or sound like or if you snore. And I wonder if you think about me too.
Inside the bag is a mold of my hand, so when you feel like holding someone’s hand, you can hold mine and not the lanky blond boy’s who walked you home.
The garish brown fabric mocked Amelia as she stared at the mirror. It had a hideous floral pattern with mixtures of red, pink, purple, and yellow. If she ever met Ora, she would choke her with it.
“We will move back. I will follow you anywhere, little mate, even to hell if that’s where you wish to go.”
“I don’t need a line to know what’s considered good or bad, but if I did, there isn’t a line I wouldn’t cross for you.” He lowered himself and brushed his lips against hers. “I will write your name on my chest with the blood of any man who tries to covet what is meant to be ours. Innocent or not.”
“Don’t do that,” he said, forcing her to look at him. “I want nothing more than to bury myself in your perfect little cunt, but not tonight.” He kissed her softly and laid back. “Lift up.”
“Stop threatening to kill people,” she whisper-yelled, calming slightly at his touch. “You can’t murder someone for not liking me. You would likely have no kingdom left.” He straightened and shrugged. “It would be easier to manage.”
