Folie À Deux (The Villainous Heroes Series, #0.5)

by Ruby Medjo

Good thing we like to share—but only with each other.

Long, thick, golden blonde hair. The tiniest little mouth with the poutiest pink lips I’ve ever seen. A sloped, tiny nose, and those fuck-me doll eyes with shades of indigo and azure. With the smattering of freckles and rounded, pink cheeks, I’d commit every sin in the world to own her. And her body? Petite but strong, a volleyball player. She’s got a fierce

The urge to bash my knuckles against Jameson’s jaw is almost worst than the urge to throw her on the bed and lick her cunt until dawn.

She’s so beautiful in her fear and sorrow, so pure, just like a babochka—a butterfly.

“Do you want that, Alice? Because we will give you anything you want. As long as you’re our good girl, we’ll be your fucking slaves.”

“You’re so beautiful, babochka, perfect. You’re such a good girl.”

My climax sweeps through me from head to toe, my legs shaking, my toes pointed in my shoes and my muscles locked with the force of its wrath, and something warm spurts out of me.

I should be able to do whatever makes me feel good, within reason. I still have morals. Kinda.

“So fucking good for your big brothers, Alice,”

“Come on daddy’s cock, baby.”

“We’re your monsters, your demons, your fucking slaves—and you’re the queen of our black hearts.”

Tristan likes to keep his victims alive until the pain causes a heart attack. I like to bleed them. Nick likes to watch them suffer in the elements for months if it pleases him. Dante likes fire. And fucking Maks…a true psychopath.