him. “I was learning a new technique.” “Mhmm.” His lips twitch. “With the intention of destroying you,” I insist. He cocks his head. “And how’s that going for you?” “Would you like to find out?” My temper flares dangerously. I expect at least some semblance of the fearful reactions that typically accompany my threats, but instead, he appears delighted. A full smile lights up his face, chasing away the cold perfection of his features. The beauty of it is so striking that for a moment, I forget what we were talking about.
