No Saint

by Ria Wilde

“God damn,” I groan out, “You fucking can, and you fucking will. You’ll give me another like the good girl I know you are.”

I’d never loved anyone before, but I knew it for what it was. My heart beats for him. He had consumed me, devoured me whole and he could keep me.

“Where is she!?” I roar, “Where is my wife!?”

My wife was here. And I’d blindly throw myself through the flames for her.

“I love you, dio, I’d burn the fucking world for you!”