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Fuck me, I needed professional help. Or a better vibrator.
A deliciously evil smile curved his lips. “Good girl.” Oh fuck. He did not just say that. I officially needed professional help, because his mocking praise nearly made me come.
My addiction for jealous, possessive men was becoming problematic.
3982: You’re a psychopath, Bunny. 6279: No, I’m a sociopath, mon cœur. I’m your sociopath. Never forget it.
there were a lot of criminals hiding out or seeking asylum in the neutral gang territories ruled by Hades. It was like gangster Fiji. Bars, clubs, and hotels where they could let their hair down, safe in the knowledge that inter-gang violence was strictly prohibited and rule breakers swiftly punished.
Gangster Fiji lol
“Good girl. You come apart so pretty under my touch.”
And then Leon will cut Kai’s fingers off, and he has such pretty, talented fingers; it’d be a shame to waste them like that.
Like a splinter. A splinter with a body straight off Mount Olympus and a dick that could make Aphrodite gasp.
No man owned me. I was my own woman, and that’d never change, no matter how hot I found the charade.
Would she be scared if I admitted to murdering the last two tech bunnies assigned to work with her? Or would she see it for what it was, a romantic gesture because I couldn’t stay away from her?
It wasn’t nice to kill people on suspicion, but Kai—like me—wasn’t a nice person. We were criminals. Killers. We operated on a different set of morals than ordinary people, and in our world, it was totally justified to kill someone if they’d deceived us.
“I hate the way you smile when you think about him, Siren. It makes me want to burn the whole fucking world down just to wipe him off the face of it. That smile is mine, and mine alone. It’s about fucking time you understood what that means.”
The big dick energy was so thick I was gagging on it. In the best kind of way.
I can imagine if a jaw-droppingly handsome man came in here dressed like a devilish, slutty schoolgirl, he’d also be pounced on like a fresh steak tossed into a lion’s den. Or lioness, for equal opportunity.”
I gave her very little in response. Not because I didn’t want to share with her, but because I was an awkward, emotionally-stunted dumpster fire.
Same
I was such a ho for Leon Marx.
Also same
“Ten points to Marx house,” Leon murmured, and I stopped dead in the middle of the pavement. “Um, Bunny was that a Hogw—” “I’ve got to go, beautiful. I’ll see you soon.” He ended the call before I could laugh at him for being a closet wizard wannabe.
And he like HP fuck i love this man
