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moy svet.”
My light
“Interesno, kak by vy otreagirovali, yesli by uznali, chto ya skazal im, chto pererezhu im glotku, yesli oni khotya by posmotryat na vas.”
I wonder how you would react if you knew that I told them that I would slit their throats if they even looked at you
moy svet.”
My light
“Gorlo,”
Throat
“Plecho,”
Shoulder
“Zapyast'ye.”
Wrist
“Ruka.”
Hand
“Ya by ubil lyubogo, kto pytalsya zabrat' tebya u menya.”
“I would kill anyone who tried to take you from me.”
He didn’t smirk, didn’t do anything but stare at my lips, ones I suddenly felt like licking. “Let me know what you need, and I’ll make sure you get it. Whatever you need,” he said deeply, his gaze still on my mouth.
“Moye serdtse bolit, kogda ya smotryu na tebya.”
“My heart hurts when I look at you.”
“Dlya tebya ya sdelayu eto bezopasnym.”
“I will make it safe for you.”
“I’m going to drown in you,”
Arlo looked right at me, and without taking his gaze off mine, he pointed one gun at the guy to the right and kept the other one trained on the man to the left. Then he pulled the triggers and shot them both perfectly in the head.
“Moy svet. I love you as much as my dead, dark, and twisted heart can love anything so light and beautiful. I’ll love you until I can’t love anymore, and only then it’ll be because I’m dead and rotting in the ground.”
