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“Never let anyone stand in your way, son. Not even fucking blood. They’ll be the first to undercut you, and they should be the first to die for it.”
“Would you like me to set you free?” I was taught to play with my food. Sometimes the mind game fucks them up more than the actual violence.
Heads will roll. Literally. And it’ll be by my bloodstained hands.
That’s the scary thing about love. It blurs the lines of right and wrong. You choose to ignore what you should question
Good dick will make a girl stupid. I should become a lesbian.
I lied to her. It’s easy to feed someone lies when they’re starving.
“You handed her over,” I roar in his face. “She no longer belongs to you and no longer answers to you. She is mine now. I will do with her as I see fit, and I will punish her how I see fit. Do you understand me?” My pulse throbs in my neck, and my body shakes with anger.
I won’t treat Haven the way he treats my mother. I will stand up for my wife. But I will make sure every motherfucker knows I control her. I own her.
His lips devour mine a second later. His kiss is like pain—it demands to be felt. So fucking much that it makes me weak in the knees.
