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

by Ruby Medjo

Her softness will buff our sharp edges. Her innocence will be our favorite drug. Her smiles will be our reward. We are hopelessly obsessed with her.

She is color, brightness, new life, and we are rot, decay, carrion. But the beautiful thing about that? The world needs both to function—just like we need her and she needs us.

This poor girl has been through hell and back—she deserves to have her every dark fantasy fulfilled in exactly the way she wants.

“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.”

He raises his hand, and in his fist, my pastel pink thong dangles, the lining sticky and soaked.

“Be a good girl and take his fingers in your cunt, Alice. I want to watch you come again.”

“She’s old enough for our cocks, she’s old enough for good vodka, mudak.”

“For instance,” Tristan says proudly. “I like it fucking dirty and rough. I’ll choke you, spit on you, bite you, make you come even when you beg for me to stop.”

“And me, babochka,” Jameson says, tearing my attention away from my fantasy. “I like to tie you up so you cannot move, so your legs are spread and I can see how wet you get for me when I slap your little cunt, when you take your punishments like a good girl.”

“Did you tell her how we’ll kill any fucker that ever tries to get anywhere near her?”

“What’d you do to me?” I mumble, turning my smile up to him. He returns it, his own soft grin a rare sight. “What we’ll do to you for the rest of your life. Make you feel like the princess you are.”

I am able to bring two of the most powerful men to their knees with a simple look. They are mine, and I own their fucking hearts.

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