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“I don’t want to be your master, Auren. I’m not asking to keep you like property. I’m asking you to give me your all and not hold back, because I’m far too deep with you to settle for anything less.
I’ll admit, I thought about that moment many, many times.” “That’s not very gentlemanly,” I tease. His lips tip up. “I’m no gentleman.”
“I’d touch you if it wouldn’t turn you solid,” I admit. “One part of me is plenty solid already,” he says with a devilish smirk.
“I waited longer,” I counter.
he fell first 😌✨
“If I were an artist, I’d paint you just like this.”
He took it from me. Again. My throne, my crown, my castle, my home. He’s not even here, and still, he managed to take it right out from under me.
“finishing touches” turn out to be more like relentless gropes.
Every time I gold-touch something, I just keep paying a price that grows steeper and steeper. Gold is just a four-letter word for greed.
“You … you drugged me?”
why is this man not fucking dead yet
“This hurts me a lot more than it hurts you.”
someone fucking kill him oh my god
Midas looks pleased with himself, and maybe that’s what bothers me the most. The smug look on his face. As if he’s been waiting ten years to shove it in mine.
of all the things i expected,,,, i didn't think it was possible to hate him more and yet here we are
He let gold consume him a long time ago. I’m just letting it finish the job.
