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That’s one of the reasons I forced her to live with me. I’ve always got my eye on her.
“Say it, princess. Tell me that you’re my good little slut, and that you’ll do anything to please me.”
I hate that about her. How she parades around town with other men. How she knows what to wear to turn me on. And the fact that I can smell her in this house. It’s aggravating, to say the least. I hate this bitch with everything inside me, but even I can’t deny that I want her. That’s what makes this so much worse. That I can’t get enough of her.
They know how much I hate her, and they also know I’d kill them if they ever touched her behind my back. What can I say? I’m a complicated man.
You gotta look your best when you decide to show your crazy. Otherwise, you’re just another stupid bitch like all the rest. Any woman can allow a man to make her go insane. The point is to stand out—be remembered and feared for your toxicity—but look fuckable while you’re doing it.
I’m going to make her mine. She’ll spend the rest of her life being my slut.
“I want my cum dripping out of that sweet cunt, princess. That way, when you wake up in the morning with Nate’s head between your legs, you know he’s tasting me.”
She’s my slut, my fucking bitch to use, and if I have to carve my name into her skin to prove that to any man who wants her, I will.
Once my girl understands that she belongs to me, she’ll never need or want another man. And I’ll kill any guy who even tries.
If I knew him in a different life, I’d totally fuck them both. At the same time. No questions asked.
“Straddle my hips and carve your name into my chest, princess. Let the world see how much you love me.”
I will not be ashamed of what Nate did to me. He tried to make me a victim. I turned myself into a survivor. That’s nothing to be embarrassed about.