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“You watch too many movies, Elena. In real life, the villain always wins because we are willing to do anything to succeed.” He paused as I did in the doorway. “I think you know a little something about that.”
“I expect the public to fall for an anti-hero. It wouldn’t be the first time, and it certainly won’t be the last.”
Criminality and brotherhood didn’t just run through Latin blood. It was color blind and sexless.
I didn’t mind working with a bitch. In my humble opinion, they were underrated.
I wanted to be the kind of a woman who was called a hero, but I’d spent most of my life being called a villain. If enough people treat you like a villain, you become one.
There was such a thin line between love and hate, just as there was between heroism and villainy. It all depended on the circumstance and perspective.
When your own family thought you were a bitch, it was difficult for anyone else’s knife to inflict the same kind of wound.
“You need me, you call me, si?” Dante demanded, still scowling. “I don’t like this. You should tell me what it is you are having done so I can be prepared to care for you.”
“Didn’t I just say? All women like vamps. It’s a thing.” “You’re a lady whisperer, Co,” Frankie remarked dryly over the sound of Chen drilling the mount into the wall above the dresser. “Damn right,” Marco agreed with a cheeky grin. I couldn’t help but grin back. “They’re sexy,” I admitted with a little shrug. “It’s the blood, isn’t it?” This time, I had to gasp as laughter rippled through my belly. “No, Marco, it’s not the blood. It’s the…I don’t know. The passion, the possession, the animalistic tendencies.” “Noted,” Dante drawled again from his place in the doorway.
“Between the hero and the villain, there is the anti-hero. A person who may do evil deeds and seem unscrupulous, but who, within their own set of morals, possesses a big heart and the willingness to protect that which they know to be good. I know you well enough now that whatever cruelty you gave those two stemmed from the fact that they didn’t love you enough to treat you with kindness.”
