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She couldn’t stay there, not when Tensley was going around snapping people’s necks.
Why r u such a fucking idiot
You have three options: trust your fiancé, trust me, or leave and figure out your own plan.
Yeah and ur about to pick wrong u fucking bitch
“If anything happened to her, I don’t know what I would do.” So you wanna play “who's in charge”, sweetheart?
Finally some backbone
it wasn’t until she glanced briefly over her shoulder, biting that fucking blood-red lip, those doe eyes fluttering to meet his lustful gaze, that he knew she wanted to play. He did, too.
“Tensley.” He growled in response. “Answer me!”
Rawr
“To bind you to the Order we’ll have to draw blood for the oath.”
This is a bad idea
a very very bad idea
“Well, like my Italian grandma always says, you can never eat too much pasta. So text him.” Molly brows shot up. “Because that definitely makes sense and applies to my situation right now.” She shook her head and glared around the dive bar. “All I need is more pasta in my life.” “Grandma G knows where it’s at.”
Cree was so far from the man she’d met at the bar, and her gut told her not to trust him. She couldn’t trust him.
Yeah bc u should always trust strangers in dingey bars
fucking hell
Sedate him, make him break the contract with Albert’s help, and both be free.
OH FOR FUCKS SAKE WHAT ABOUT GOOD OLD COMMUNICATION SKIKLLS FUCKINH HELL
He didn’t move. Neither did she. She’d taken down the monster.
I fucking hate you so much you bit ch
I just buried him alive.
Yeah you fucking bitcg
NOW you realise???
She wanted to hide, but the thrill of someone—him—seeing her completely exposed, vulnerable, thrilled her.
The thrill thrilled her did it
You were never the monster, Tensley,” she said, her voice going quiet. “I am.”
No shit sherlock
