These Infinite Threads (This Woven Kingdom, #2)

by Tahereh Mafi

“Forgive me,” said Cyrus quietly, “but do you intend to make it a habit of wearing transparent garments in my presence? Do tell me now, I beg you, so that I might blind myself in anticipation.”

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his smile vanishing. “Even when you lie to me.”

“I hate you,” he whispered. Alizeh blinked, her heart pounding too hard in her chest. “I know.” He leaned in then, his throat working, his gaze fixed entirely on her mouth. “I hate everything about you. Your eyes. Your lips. Your smile.” His words grazed her skin when he said, softly, “I find your presence insufferable.”

“I need you,” he said roughly. “Don’t run away from me.”

“Don’t be afraid of me, angel. I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you.”

“And then?” he said softly. “Will you kill me then? Is this the order in which you intend to annihilate me? Will you tear out my heart first, rip off my crown next, and end my life only when I’m on my knees, begging you to end my misery?”