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It’s been a whole two days since I got to kill someone, and I’m getting restless.
He knows what I am—death. Ryder might be the face, Garret might be the enforcer, the muscle, and Kenzo the dealer…but me? I’m the fucking Grim Reaper.
This is my life now, I either stand and fight or die. No other options.
They’re going to learn that money can’t buy obedience. I’m no man’s object. They are going to regret the day they took me. Vipers? Bitch, please, I bite too.
“You are ours, Roxxane. If we want to lock you up, we will. If we want to punish you for being a brat, we will. If we want to fuck you…”
“We will. If we want to kill you…we will, and there is nothing you can do about it. Deal with it, love, or you might find yourself in a worse place than this.”
When you’re a kid, they tell you stories of monsters hiding under your bed or in the dark. They don’t tell you of the very real human ones. Those who prey on people weaker than them, or even the monsters that hide within ourselves.
We all bleed the same colour, and we are all just searching for something to make the truth of our souls disappear so we feel like good people.
I’m going to burn down everything this little bird holds dear, and reform her into my own little plaything.
Diesel is a fucking mad dog, Ryder is an arrogant asshole, and Kenzo is a charming psychopath…I can’t figure Garrett out.
I’ve dated models, princesses, and some of the most beautiful women in the world, but Roxxane? She blows them away.
“I’ve been scared nearly every day of my life, eventually, you stop letting it control you and get so used to it that it’s just another day.”
You touch me again, and I will slit your throat in your sleep. Den of vipers or not, even if it means I won’t make it out alive.”
They will never know how close I am to the edge. Diesel went over it a long time ago, but he learned how to live in the dark. Kenzo walks that line, and Ryder? Ryder holds it all back with pure fucking strength. Me? I beat it down.
He’s an inferno, a wildfire. It burns everything in its path, and right now, that’s me. But the thing is, I would gladly burn, and I don’t even know why.
You’re fair game now, little prey, better run.” He winks. “You’re a business deal, love, but now you’re about to become our toy.”
He tried to kill one of us. We are the Vipers, we do not die. We strike back. Get used to it, or be quiet. Like it or not, you’re part of this now.” Leaning down, I press the blade harder against her throat. “No one hurts us, no one. That includes you now. Do you really want to save this man’s life?”
Do you know what monsters fear, Little Bird?”
“What?”
“The bigger monster,” I whisper, licking her lips...
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There is no black and white, only grey. Deep down, we all do things that are considered bad, even for good causes. Me? I do them for fun.
“Yes, Little Bird, whatever you want,”
wanting to taste her more than I want to take my next breath.
I might hurt you, I might even kill you one day, but we both know that’s where the attraction is. You’re walking a blade’s edge, pretty little bird, and one day, you might just slip, but wouldn’t the fall be worth it?”
You see the darkness, and you walk that line, one foot in and one foot out. Put both feet in, Little Bird, this is your world now. Filled with bloodshed and snakes. You want something, then take it. Do whatever the fuck you want, Little Bird, because the rest of the world does.”
There, nestled in the silk, are two golden snakes. They are clearly earrings with what looks like rubies for eyes, and the detail is insane.
It could kill her, loving me, having me, but wouldn’t that be the best declaration of love you could have?
“Do it, spill my blood. I’ll die happily with you on top of me…fuck, you could even screw me while you’re doing it. Just think how hot that would be.”
“You look good enough to eat.”
“You ever call her bitch or insult her again, and I pull this trigger, do you understand me?”
“You shouldn’t have come for me or mine.”
“No one touches what’s ours. No one hurts you, love,”
Each time someone touches you, they die. Remember that. It doesn’t matter who they are, I will kill them, and you will know it’s because of you.”
She is my ever-growing weakness, a grey area blooming in my dark heart and stretching its colour across my soul until I can’t help but want to be a better man for her, to be the man she deserves.
“Crawl to me, love.”

