A Gorgeous Villain Quotes

“Yeah. I love you, Fae. I’ve loved you for a very, very long time now. Ever since the playground, I think. The things I feel for you, I never knew they could be love. But they are love. I’m in fucking love with you. And so I want to tell you that you have my heart. I want you to do whatever you want with it. You can do with it what I did to yours. You can break it, Fae. You can break my heart. I want you to. I’m putting it in your hands. I’m putting it under your ballerina feet that you think are ugly but they’re the prettiest feet I’ve ever seen.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“I don’t love anything. I don’t have space to love anything when I’m so full of hate.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“If you call me Fae, then I get to call you Roman.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“I remember how he puts me to sleep. How after making me come, he kisses my pregnant belly and my forehead before cuddling with me. Gosh, his cuddles. My gorgeous villain gives the best cuddles ever.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“Which one is that?” My mouth tingles harder. “Blueberry Fairy.” I have to admit that I only bought it for the name but the color turned out pretty good too with its dark blue shades. He wraps his wrist around my braid, tugging my head back. “Why?” “Because I’m a fairy.” “Yeah, you are,” he whispers. “My fairy.” “Ever since I was six.” “Ever since you were six.” “And you’re my Roman.” “I am.” “Ever since you were nine,” I tell him. “So will you keep me then?”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“I loved it,” I whisper, curling my ballerina toes in my flats. “That song.” “Yeah, you loved dancing dirty for me?” My hands have come down to his shoulders and I fist his hoodie. “Yes.” A puff of air escapes him again as he chuckles slightly, his eyes intense. “God, Fae, you kill me, you know that?”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“He licks his lips. “Fuck yeah. I’d been dreaming about you spinning on your toes for me to that song.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“Sorry I made cupcakes for someone else.” His jaw clenches and he grips his dick in his large hand. “So are you going to apologize to me?” I nod, rubbing my palms up and down his jean-covered thighs. “Yes.” He tugs on his rod, his face becoming meaner. “What else though? What else are you going to apologize for?” Eyeing his thick rod and its slippery head, I whisper, “For putting on lipstick for someone else.” “Damn right. And for laughing with someone else. For giving someone else your sweet fairy smile. For making all those people fucking look at you back at the shop.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“When he’s done, he lifts his head and I open my eyes to find him wiping my lipstick off his mouth with the back of his hand. “Why did you do that?” His fingers flex on my face and on the small of my back. “Because I draw the line at cupcakes.” “What line?” “The line of what I’ll let you do for other men.” I fist his hoodie; he’s back in my favorite outfit ever, his white hoodie and dark jeans. “What you’ll let me do.” “Yes,” he growls again. “You baked him cupcakes and that’s it. You’re not going to wear lipstick for him too.” I stretch up my toes even more. “Roman, it’s Pete. Your friend. He’s old.” He flexes his grip on my body again. “He has eyes, doesn’t he?” “Is that why you’ve been a grumpy bear all day? Because I was baking him cupcakes?” “Cookies too.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“His frown only deepens as he stares at my smiling lips. Then jerking his smooth jaw up, he asks, “What’s this one called?” I touch my lips. “Oh. Uh, Queen of the Bards.” It’s dark-green lipstick, almost black, and I’ve paired it with a lime green maternity dress with black printed flowers and black flats. I’ve given a lot of thought to my appearance. This is the first time I’ll be meeting a friend of the guy I love and I’m trying to make a good impression. “Why?” he asks. “Because of Bardstown. Our town. I love it.” “Good,” he almost growls. I frown. “Good what?” “To know the name of the lipstick that I’m going to wipe off your lips.” And then he does just that. He grabs my face and leans down to kiss me. I’ve gotten a lot heavier now but I’m still a ballerina and my toes jump up so I can meet him halfway.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“You used to watch me?” I whisper, looking up at him. “Before the woods.” “Why do you think I blackmailed you into dancing for me that night?” “B-because that’s what you do. That’s your thing.” His smirks changes into a lazy, languid smile as he confesses, “Yeah, that. But also because you were my tight little ballerina long before you knew it.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“As he sucks on my clit and licks my fairy hole. As he moves his mouth up and down and side to side, growling and apologizing and soothing and hurting me.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“If she wants to fall for someone, she can fucking fall for someone. And she better pray that I don’t ever find out who he is. Because if I do, I will murder him. I will kill him just for breathing the same air as her. That’s what I do in my thoughts. When I picture her with someone. When I torture myself with the possibility that she might’ve moved on. That she’s giving her sweet smiles to someone else. That she’s fucking dancing for someone else. But fuck it all now. Fuck what she wants. If she wanted me to stay away, she shouldn’t have lied. She shouldn’t have angered me, made me furious enough to hurt her like that. To make her bleed over my dick, my thighs. To not only hurt her but to get inside her all bare, all thoughtless. So fuck what she wants. I’m seeing her again.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“His jaw clenches at my tears and I know, despite everything he said, despite all his anger and jealousy, he’s brimming with regret. And he proves me right when he carefully, oh so carefully, reaches up and wipes off a lone tear that had fallen down my cheek without me even knowing. He not only wipes my tear but he also wraps his big, strong arms around me and hugs me to his chest. He hugs me so tightly that I can’t stop my tears. I can’t stop myself from crying for him as I burrow my face in his neck. I feel him open his mouth on my forehead and breathe out in a puff as he shushes me. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay. I’ll make it better, okay?” I nod, rubbing my nose in his wet t-shirt. He rubs his lips on my skin, rubs his arms on my spine, all the while making soothing noises, all the while whispering, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I got… I got carried away. I got so angry. I shouldn’t have —”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“When I pound your fairy pussy with it, it’s going to feel like the first time. It’s going to feel like the first dick you’ve ever had. The first monster dick that was ever crammed into your tiny snatch and you’re going to forget all about your Toby.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“Did you cry for him, Fae? When he fucked you.” I shake my head. “N-no.” “Good. That’s good too,” he says roughly, his fingers squeezing my face again. “Because only I get to make you cry, you understand? Only me. Say it.” “Only you.” “Yeah. Me. Only I get to hurt you. I get to make you mad and pink and angry. Only I get to make you dance on my lap. Don’t I?” And he does. When he flicks at my clit again, rubbing the fabric of my panties over it. “Yes.” “Why? Tell me why I get to do that.” “B-because only you are my villain.” “Fuck yeah, I am. And you’re my Fae. Mine.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“He lets go of my thigh then and brings one of his hands to grab my face, cutting me off. Pressing his fingers on my cheek, he asks, “Did he teach you new moves, Fae, huh? New tricks. Did he teach my Fae, my pure, daisy fresh Fae, all the new shiny tricks? Is she going to dance dirty for me now, huh?” “Reed.” “Because she knows everything now, doesn’t she?” He shifts up from the seat, his muscles taut and angry. “Thanks to one fucking Toby. Who I’m going to end by the way. I’m going to find him and I’m going to tear him limb from limb for taking what was mine. What belonged to me.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“I was sad. I am sad tonight too. Sad and miserable and so melancholic. So blue and gray. As gray as the smoke coming out of his mouth. Because he’s got a cigarette clenched between his teeth.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain

“And I will eat those cupcakes too. In your Mustang. Because I don’t care about your stupid rule of not eating inside your car.” He does have that rule. He told me that once and all the time we were together, I never broke it. But I’m going to break it now and he can’t stop me. “Fine.” He throws me a short nod of his own. “You can eat your fucking cupcake in my car.” So I finally get inside his car and open the box of cupcakes. When he closes the door, I hear him mutter, That rule was never for you anyway.”
― Saffron A. Kent, A Gorgeous Villain