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Molly Doyle
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February 22 - February 22, 2025
“If you ever fucking touch her again, I’ll put you down like a sick dog.”
“I have this urge to kill—” he hesitates, his voice low. “—anyone who touches you.”
His voice sends a chill down my spine. God help me. Although there’s a voice in my head that says, “God isn’t here right now.”
Now I know how Elena Gilbert felt, torn between two men.
“I’ve been watching you all goddamn night. I want to fuck the sadness out of you until you’re screaming in ecstasy while coming around my cock.”
“Even if it’s for tonight, and tonight only, little Quinn,” he hesitates, spreading my legs with his knee. “You’ll still always be mine.”
“You’re safe,” he promises, and even with his deep, menacing tone, he eases my fears. “And ours.”
“Now that, little Quinn—” He firmly takes my jaw in his hand, tracing my lips with his thumb. “That is how you deserve to be fucked. Always.”
“It’s all you’ve ever wanted. To be protected. Safe,” he sharply states, cutting across the front lawn of a house. “We will keep you safe, little Quinn.”
“I didn’t come to your rescue because I’m your knight in shining armor.” He places me onto my feet, before taking my face between his gloved hands. “I’m the villain, and I want you all to myself.”
“Naïve, little Quinn. I’d sell my soul for you.”
“If I had one.”