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The fewer people you had in your heart, the fewer opportunities you had for loss.
Nicholas will coach you. William will save you. I'll just accept you where you are.
"Okay. So, like, you're full on psycho. Cool, cool. I was joking about the crematorium thing. We actually have a funeral home on our bank roll. We just gotta get him into the hearse and drop him off. But, like, cool for having a Plan B—a terrifying Plan B. That just feels like a lot of work, man."
"Please put the dead prostitute’s clothes on. I'm about to pop a boner in the torture room, and I was told I wasn't allowed to be sexually aroused around dead bodies anymore."
i SCREAMED 💀
"An Eden’s Girl is every man’s deepest, darkest fantasy. She’s soft and beautiful and unique. She’s real, with real flaws, scars, and curves. An Eden’s Girl creates her own definition of beautiful. She’s not defined by her femininity, she defines it. Strong. Independent. Entertaining. Intelligent. Secretive. She embodies her namesake, a free, plentiful garden prone to sin."
i love him????
"And you think I’m capable of being an Eden’s Girl? That sounds like a very high standard to live up to," I replied nervously. William licked his lips. "I think you could be Eve herself, Juliet."
"I see," she began. "Is she special?"
"I guess you could say that. Nicholas wants her to be the face of Eden's Place. She needs to be classic and timeless. Suggestive. Addictive. She looks great in red. I'd prefer something a bit more conservative than what we usually select for our girls. Juliet is the kind of woman men dream about having. She's untouchable. Untouched. Think you can find something that will work?"
"I've seen you stripped bare since the day we met. You couldn't hide from me if you tried. I know every nuance. Every detail. In my mind, I've kissed you a thousand times. I've worshiped your body even more." He paused to lightly trace his fingers over my arm. A shiver traveled down my spine. "I tried to keep you out of this world. But now that you're here, I'm going to claim every last inch of you. I have spent the last three years eavesdropping on your soul. Next, I'll learn your body."
You’ve been mine for quite some time now. No one knows you like I do."
"I am so glad to see you. I wanted to take notes on the lye suggestion you made. What if your body doesn’t fit in a fifty-gallon drum, should I like chop him up and liquify him in pieces?"
i love him your honour
"Guess that means I care about you too. Don't let this place change you, okay?"
"I promise," I finally whispered, but he was already outside and walking through the back door.
"Show me you can protect the people you actually give a shit about, and then we’ll talk, Malice,"
GO BAD BITCH GO BAD BITCH GO
"Tell me to leave again and I'll take you with me,"
....maybe i- is he actually growing on me???
"I never wanted this life for you." "Guess it’s too late," I whispered. "We make do with what we’re given. It should be wrong, but I have no regrets." I looked up at William and tried
"Why don’t you regret it?" I asked. He smiled and took a step closer to me. Another step. Another. "Because you wouldn’t have opened up if you thought I was paying attention."
I LOVE HIM
"The more you know, the less you’ll like me back,"
"Try me," I whispered.
"I’m a murderer," he growled. I arched my back. "So am I." "I care only about myself," he added. "This beautiful, thoughtful room says otherwise."
Anthony, who was wearing his signature beanie and a gray Henley with black sweats, walked over to me, his arms full with a cardboard box. He stepped closer to me and swiftly leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek. It was a featherlight touch and so very brief, but it sent a wave down my spine. It was affectionate but didn’t feel friendly. Didn’t he see me making out with his brother just now? It appeared that William was shocked by his brother’s behavior, too. I knew that Anthony struggled with physical intimacy. Was this just a peck on the cheek, or did this mean something more? If I had to
...more
Anthony reached out to grab my hand. Once more, the touch made me pause. Why was Anthony comfortable touching me? As if answering my unspoken question, he then spoke. "I like this. Don’t question it for now, okay?" I nodded. And we spent the rest of the day watching crime documentaries and holding hands.
i'm gonna cry i love anthony 🥹💖
"It’s just so cold up here. They have that vent turned on full blast. I need a jacket and heated blanket. Why do you keep it so cold? I’m glad William gave me this jacket to keep warm." I shivered to emphasize my point. "It actually wasn’t always like this. Someone started messing with the thermostat around the same time you started working. Maybe someone of authority wants you to cover up some," she teased. "Maybe," I mused.
william you sneaky 😏
"Tell me something,"
"Do you want to kiss me, Juliet?"
"Yes."
"I want to kiss you too," he admitted in a whisper. "And I haven’t wanted to do that since..." Anthony then reached out and lightly brushed his knuckles along my jaw. "You don’t make my skin burn, Juliet. I want to explore that more."
i love him so much 🥹 would do anything to protect my precious little murderer
"I like you," Anthony whispered.
"I really like you. Get dressed. I’m going to take you to my favorite restaurant." I bit my lip. "Okay." Anthony got up from the bed with this renewed smile on his beautiful face. Once he was at the door, I spoke up. "Hey, Anthony?" He paused. "Yeah?" "I really like you too."
Happy tears filled his eyes, and I felt overwhelmed by his joy.
i'm fine 🥹
He looked up at me and powered off his iPad. I loved that I never felt like I was fighting for William’s attention. He was completely attuned to me.
are my standards low or is william just perfect?
He’s the heir, I’m the spare.
jesus 🥹 so what does that make anthony 😭😭😭
"Where is the fly, Killer?" Anthony asked while taking off his shoe.
so i'm crying over flies now??? FLIES????
"Show me where all the flies are, Miss Cross," William begged. My face twisted into agony, and I looked down at my chest. "Here," I whispered while pointing at my heart. "It's here."
crying?! no, we're full on SOBBING OVER FLIES??
Shaking. Sobbing. Laughing. Dying a little, too. The buzzing stopped. My heroes had killed the fly. And we never spoke of it again.
this is truly the strangest thing i've ever cried over i cant believe i'm sobbing over this... will i cry whenever i see a fly now? is that who i'm destined to become?
"You make whining sound like a curse word. Just because I’m in touch with my emotions and am capable of vocalizing my needs doesn’t make me a damn whiner; I just politely asked you to fix this and bring Juliet home." I sighed. "That’s not my home, Anthony." He scoffed. "You just don’t know it yet, but I’m your home. It’s okay, I’ll grow on you."
i truly love anthony he must be protected at ALL costs
"Normal is boring," Anthony sang. "Killers don’t get normal," Malice echoed. "Fine. But when Grams is back, I’m moving back home. I’m serious. She can’t live alone, Anthony. I love spending time with you—" "So you admit you love me," he cut me off. "That’s not what I said." He tsked. "So you love me. Continue."
anthony has my heart 🥹
I watched his back as he exited the room. Anthony snapped a photo of me. "Beautiful," he whispered while staring at the digital screen.
"You make me stronger. I’m not afraid to bring you here, because you make me feel like the strongest man in the room. I’m untouchable. Invincible. Ask me why?"
"Why?"
"Because I would burn the world to the ground before letting anything happen to you. I’d kill anyone, anything, that put you in danger."
"But we both know that you owe me. I like Juliet. She's kind, funny, and she doesn't make me feel like I'm damaged or crazy or on the edge of my seat. You're welcome to try your version of love with her. I'm not above sharing. I'm half a man these days, anyway."
uhm ouch anthony what the fuck???
He wasn't half of anything. I saw him as this whole, beautiful, tragic thing. Brave. Strong. Compassionate.
"May I?" Anthony asked, his voice a rasp. He reached for the edge of my shirt and lightly lifted it. I nodded my head with consent, thrilled that he was touching me. Having Anthony so close felt like coming home.
"It's easier for me..." He paused. "When I can't see."
am i gonna gry again?? i think i'm gonna cry again
"I was naked," he admitted. "I used her like a blanket. They comforted me. All their dead limbs. Their lifeless eyes. I don't know how to be with anyone alive anymore."
i would catch a lethal case over this man
Anthony Civella thrived with the dead because they were the only ones there for him during his darkest moment.
"Let me die a little for you,"
Anthony seemed so strong to me right then. He was the most powerful person I'd ever met. He conquered my body and his nightmares.
"I'm never letting you go," he said. "You're mine, Killer."
