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Levin could kill a man with one hand and jerk off with the other without batting a lash.
Dominic shook his head. “Because he’s good at killing things. People. Moods. Dreams. I like that about him. Keeps shit exciting.”
I answered by turning the TV up louder so Damon Salvatore was all I could hear.
“I love our love/hate relationship, B, but what did we just talk about? Something about you being a good girl? You blow so hot and cold. I just don’t know what to make of you.”
“Why aren’t you in red?” “Because, respectfully, fuck you,” she said softly, her eyes downcast. “Your majesty.”
One cannot blame a monster for doing monster things, and I was the scariest monster of all.
