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And until I decide otherwise, Wendy Michaels is mine.
Maybe people never change, and it’s only our perceptions that alter the view.
I learned at a young age—six, to be exact—that people were more interested in how I could serve their well-being instead of them caring about mine.
“And if you’re a good girl, maybe I’ll show you the real reason why my mouth should be illegal.”
“I promise you’d like it,”
“A—anything,” I stutter out. “Grind that sweet little pussy on me until you make a mess all over my lap.”
“Tell me you’re mine, Wendy darling.” “I’m yours,”
“I’m yours just as much as you’re mine.”
“Just remember that whenever things feel bleak, all situations are temporary. It’s not your circumstance that determines your worth, it’s how you rise from the ashes after everything burns.”
until I decide otherwise, I’m also your master.”
“There’s nowhere you can run that I won’t follow.”
It’s in this moment that I know, as wild as it seems, that I love her. And that terrifies me more than anything else ever has.
“You want to watch the world burn?” “Let me guess, you’ll set it on fire?” I ask. He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me and settling into my bones. “No, darling. I’ll hand you the match and stand at your back, watching you become queen of the ashes.”
“Darling, if I’m the dark, then you’re the stars.”
“The greatest thing I’ve ever done in my life was to love you, Wendy darling.”
