My Kind of Monster

by Lilith Roman

“What if I run?” “I will scout the ends of the earth. I will break through mountains. I will drain the oceans if it means finding you.

She isn't just my siren. She's my fucking demon queen.

He holds me there, by the throat, squeezing harder every time he slams himself deeper into my core, stealing life from me. His other hand wraps around my body, fingers digging into the flesh of my ass, holding me in place on the kitchen countertop.

“You are, little Siren, you're imprinted on my fucking skin in blood and no matter what, you will always be mine.”

Nothing and I mean nothing will touch a fucking hair on that woman ever again!” I'm firm as I point a finger in the direction of the bedroom upstairs. “IF anyone manages to, I will fucking decimate them. And me? I will not hurt her.”

should let her go, I should give her the freedom she ran towards. However, I’m not a good man, I’m a fucking monster, her monster. I will hunt her, catch her again, and bring her home.