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Sometimes the villain is the only one who wins because no one else is ruthless enough to fight him.
“What do you want, you fucking bastard?” I demand. My body twists under his grip. “Just you. Forever,”
“Welcome to hell, little darling. You’ll only be able to crawl as far as my chains will allow you.”
“You’re doing so good, Lake. So fucking good. Look how well your pussy is taking my cock.”
“Finish your makeup, Mrs. Crawford.”
I look like I’m coming off a three-day bender with my now ratted hair, lack of makeup, and I’m naked. “You’re so beautiful when you’re a desperate slut, Mrs. Crawford.”
I take her left hand and raise it to my lips, kissing her wedding ring. She blushes, dropping her eyes to the floor, and I love the way her chest rises and falls with her heavy breathing. “You look breathtaking, Mrs. Crawford.”
She deserves to have everything she wants. And I plan on giving it to her, but that doesn’t mean I won’t make her earn it.
Because the villain doesn’t give two shits about the world. All he cares about is the one thing that calms his demons, and that person for me is Lake.

