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We entered the kitchen, where four guys were holding court. The Core Four.
Mine. I’d never thought of anyone as mine before.
Hockey was mine. Ruthlessness was mine. Social status, and sponsorships, and likely being number one in the NHL draft…all of that was mine. But a person?
Your emotions don’t help you control the situation. Other people’s do. If you’re too caught up in your anger, you won’t see the threads to pull. A cool head is the head that wins.
She was prey. My prey. I hadn’t decided how I would devour her yet.
If you let anger control you, it will destroy you. But if you harness it, you can use it to destroy other people.
Everything about you is mine, and I protect what’s mine.”
“You need this, even if you don’t want to admit it, little liar. Need me to be the villain, so I’ll be the villain. Your villain.”.
Often, the worst of humanity hid their horrors behind a friendly smile, because they’d learned how to imitate friendliness and manipulate people in order to set them at ease. Powerful men especially used their charisma and seeming respectability to hide whatever evil inclinations lay beneath.
“I hate how much I want you. How I can’t get you out of my head. How you’ve burrowed so deep inside my skin, I’m worried I’ll never get you out. I hate that when you do let me go, you’ll still haunt me forever, and I hate how much I’ll always wish you’d kept me.”
My little fury. If Aviva wanted to burn the world down, I’d help her. If she wanted to burn my world down, I’d hand her the match. Because from now on, she was my world.
“I don’t know if you know how much I love you,” I said, quietly, solemnly. “I don’t even have words for it. I don’t think there are words for it. I love you fiercely, obsessively, relentlessly. I love you in my heart, mind, soul, in my fucking bones, until the day I die, and then I’ll love you still. There’s no heaven or hell for me, little fury—just you, forever.”
“This must be the girlfriend.” “Fiancée,” I corrected. Aviva stared at me. “Have you lost your mind?” “Never had it in the first place, princess.” I grinned at her. “You never even proposed to me,” she pointed out. “Don’t need to. Proposing implies the option of saying no, but you don’t get to say no, remember?”
