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I will tear them all limb from limb, I’ll let their blood coat my skin, wearing it like a cloak and I won’t stop until I have my little bird back in my arms.
A King will always protect his Queen, and I may have failed this time, but this motherfucking God is vengeful.
She told me she loved me. I didn’t deserve that, not from her. I didn’t deserve that full stop. Loving me would damn her to hell. I would never let her go, she belonged to me, and now I know she has given me her heart, I’ll do anything to get her back, damned or not.
This way you’ll never forget who owns you. Not Alexander Silver. Not his men. Me.
When he was done and I was marked with the V, he looked at me like I was merely a possession, a pretty little doll on his shelf, not like I was his daughter, his flesh and blood.
Will someone give me a fucking break!?
“Don’t you die on me, love,” Kingston says, “I need you alive and kicking.” “You’re going to use me too,” my voice is weak, small. “It’s more of a peace offering,” he tells me. “W-why?” “Your man has a lot of power, I’ll be stupid to get on the wrong side of him but I need his help.” “You’re taking me to Lex?” “I am, love, now stay alive,” he orders, “I hate it when people die on me, especially since I’ve gone to all this trouble.”
“Look at me, Silver,” Heart drawls, “stop picturing all the ways you could disembowel the doctor.”
“Little bird,” I coo, “Tell me.” “You,” she cries, “I’m yours!” “Good girl,” I drop down to my elbows, nuzzling my nose into her hair as I roll my hips slowly but no less deep, “Such a good girl.”
She sleeps and for the first time in weeks, I do too.
she’s a fucking angel for the devil to feast his eyes upon.
Alexander Silver was both my monster and my savior, but he wasn’t the villain in my story.
“You said you loved me. Was that true?” I couldn’t help but feel like a little boy at this point. But I had to ask. I needed to know.
“Yes. Lex, I love you, though I’m sure it’ll leave me as damned as you are.”
“I am in love with you too,” I admit, “I never thought it possible, but I love you, little bird. All and every part of you.”
“I will always protect you,” I tell her, “You will always be first.” “Your city comes first,” she breathes, pressing a kiss to my palm. “Not anymore, little bird.” Her eyes open and she stares up at my face, checking for deceit in my words but she’ll find none. I never thought it possible. Weakened by
a woman, brought to my knees by a single female who started out as a means to an end but became my queen instead.
This is for Rory. For me. For Lex’s mother. For all the women Valentine has hurt and tortured.
“Look at our city, my love, look at our city whilst I worship its queen.”
