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my actual mother—who’s probably doing some satanic rituals to pray for my death as we speak.
It’s ironic that this coldhearted man is the only one who can trigger the emotional part of me.
listen to me, cockroach, if you don’t tell me where you took him, I’m going to have you raped. I’ll assault you with every object available until I fucking break you. Maybe then you’ll know how it feels, yeah?”
Will there be a day when Kirill Morozov won’t flip my world upside down by merely existing?
That woman is everything nefarious and soulless. Calling her a bitch is putting it lightly.”
“If you hate being a man, why don’t you return to being a woman?” I ask. She blinks. “And stay as your guard?” “That probably won’t be possible, but I will find you another position.” My woman, for instance.
I will annihilate each and every person who attempts to harm Sasha. She might be peculiar, and I still don’t know much about her past, but she’s mine. And no one touches what’s fucking mine.
he’s my first in many things—first crush, first sex, first heartbreak, and now, first—and only—person whose presence I feel comfortable and safe in since the massacre.
“They hurt you, and that’s enough incentive for war. I
I love how she looks when caught off guard, but what I love more is the slight narrowing of her eyes when she realizes I’m diverting the conversation in a direction she doesn’t approve of.
“Am I your beam of light in the darkness? Really?” “I don’t know. Am I your sun?” You are.
“It’s different when I do it. My purpose is to claim you. What's yours?” I lift my chin. “Maybe it’s to claim you, too.”
A smile lifts his lips—it’s gradual and big and so gorgeous, I wish I could take a picture of it so I can stare at it whenever I please.
“I love you,” she whispers, the sound so low that I almost can’t hear it. But I do. And my chest feels as if it’s grown wings and is currently flying among the fallen angels. “You can’t take that back either,” I say with more authority than necessary. She smiles a little. “I won’t.” “I mean it, Sasha. Your feelings for me are not allowed to change. Not even a little, not even close.
“You’re the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
