Time seemed to slow as his gaze traveled from mine to my lips, his expression softening with unspoken words. It was a fleeting moment of connection amidst the laughter and playfulness, a silent acknowledgment of something unspoken between us.
"Can...
And he asked me for my name the very last time while blood was oozing out of his stomach and I held his face in my hands, smiling sadly
"Up until till the very end you do know how to fucking piss me off..."
The hold of his on my body was weak, and the way he was pleading me to save him ughh how I absolutely adore this scenery in front of me.
"Little boy! There have been no one that has escaped this room alive... you better talk nicely to me one last time because no one can survive the deadly wrath of belladonna."
BELLA DONNA:
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