His Wicked Love

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"Even hell wouldn't be able to pacify you." A sick smirk played on his lips. "I'd rather you do that," he says as his figure drew close to me, and the urge to retreat myself backward grew stronger when he bent his head down to my level, tilting it slightly as he gazed at me.

"You've got two options, Queen," The tone of his voice so close to my face caused me to clench my fist. Whether in fear or incitement, I didn't know. "Either I ruin the world for you," he said, flame of want danced beneath his darkened eyes. He continued, "Or I ruin you for the world."

Taste of copper filled my buds, and anger so raw flooded through my veins that it felt though even burning this man in the fire of an inferno wouldn't be able to quell the rage within me. The rage he ignited... and the hurt he caused me.

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