8 parts Ongoing Octavia Torrance
He is my hunger, my love, my obsession, and my addiction. He embodies everything he despises and loathes, cloaking his torment and darkness in black clothes, thinking I don't see. But I do. I see everything. He hates me, yet he can't leave, can't escape. Soon, he will be mine completely, and I will become Grayson. I erred in forcing him into this union, but soon he will beg for the chastity collar around his neck. All I want is to shatter him into a thousand pieces. Then, I'll gather those fragments, forcing them to fit against my own fractured heart. It doesn't matter if they don't align perfectly-I'll fucking make them fit for me. I'll make him fit for me, whether he wants it or not.
Will IV
The woman I can't stand is about to become my wife, whether I like it or not. I thought that if I kept my distance and focused on others, she'd lose interest and move on. But I was wrong. My actions only fueled her determination. Now, she's taken my ring and put it on her own finger, a constant reminder of her hold over me. She won't relent until one of us surrenders or we both break down. She drives me insane. She asked me, "What would you like to do with me?" I wanted to tell her I want to leave my marks on her, I want to destroy her, I want to embed myself in every part of her mind and body so that she'd be ruined for any other man but me and become perfect for me. But I also want her to disappear from my life. Instead, I stayed silent, letting her interpret things in her own twisted way. She's a pirate, and I'm the lost treasure she wants to dredge up from the depths of the sea. And I feel myself drowning, just letting her have what she so desperately wants.
