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“Don’t you know that you can have anything you want?” His eyes searched mine. “I’ll hurt anyone for you.”
“Abuse can feel like love.”
“Starving people will eat anything.”
“No one will touch you,” he said, staring at the flames before turning to look at me. “Until you want us to.”
Blood isn’t love, and love is the only thing that begets loyalty.
I liked someone needing me.
“You wanna fuck me, too?” I said in a low voice, a soft smile tilting the corner of my mouth. He grinned, still not looking at me. But surprisingly, he replied, “Sometimes.”
“Sometimes I think about her watching us,” he went on. “I think she’d like it, but she’d hate that she liked it.”
“I have nothing you want. I’m not a happy person. Ever.
He pulled me in, and I opened my mouth to protest, but instead of a kiss, he just pulled me into his arms, pressed my head to his shoulder, and wrapped his arms around me so tight, it felt like he was the one about to break, not me.
It was funny, and I wasn’t sure why, but I didn’t mind the pain. I actually kind of liked it. It was familiar. It reminded me that I was alive.
He was untouchable, and he wanted to touch me.
I grabbed her face, bringing her in close and rubbing my thumbs underneath her eyes. I wiped away the tears, but more just streamed down. And in that moment, I wanted to do nothing else with my life more than change her world, so she’d never feel like this again.
“Thank you would be the correct response,” I said, mid-chew. She gaped at me. “Try it out,” I told her.
The opening scenes began, but instead of watching the movie I’d already seen, I watched her instead.
“We want what we want.”
I wanted inside her head first. Because contrary to whatever she thought, this shit wasn’t ending when the lights came up.
“I’m good,” he whispered, holding my eyes. “I’m really good, Emory, and I’ll make it worth it and save you the pain of him. As long as you quit now.”
Her jaw flexed, and I gazed at her pretty little throat, my fingers humming with the urge to pin her to this table and eat her out until she screamed.
“You’re gonna want it,” he promised, squeezing my neck. “You’re gonna beg for me and love me so much you can’t stand it.”
You’ve been blowing my mind for forever.
Last night was it for me. I don’t want anyone else but you.”
I’d loved Emory since the moment I laid eyes on her when I was fourteen.
I couldn’t remember why she was bad for me, and I just wanted her where she was supposed to be. With me.
“This isn’t young love anymore,” I told her, pressing her tits into the shower wall. “It’s not a crush. This is a man who’s long overdue in showing you what he can do.”
“I will raise hell and reduce this house to ash if you act like this is a choice for one more second!”
“The role of the villain is only determined by who’s telling the story.”
Happy people don’t fear death, because there’s nothing more they want out of life than what they have right now.
