❝Revenge is the sweetest victory❞
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❝You're wrong,❞ I spat, fists clenching down at my sides.
❝Oh, do you really think so?❞
He's mocking me, always one step ahead; never missing a beat.
My jaw flexed as my head throbbed, the grass beneath my bare feet cold against my skin. I didn't get the chance to reply, his sinister smile on full display as he took a daring step forward. I planted my feet, rooting myself to the ground as he began to taunt me further.
❝Darling Layni, have you not learned your lesson?❞ His voice was soft, soothing almost. But I knew what came next, and soft was not the word I'd use to describe it.
Swallowing the nervous lump in my throat, I threw up my guard, chilled my expression, and bowed my head. The urge to throw up all over this monster's feet was overwhelming, but showing my cards so soon was not an option.
Instead, I took a step back and knelt down on one knee. ❝You're right,❞ I murmured. ❝I'm sorry, father.❞
❝Good girl.❞
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16+
Trigger Warning.
Coming Soon(CS).
Death's Trilogy, Bk. 3
Mature Audiences Only.
A Dark Fantasy, Contemporary Romance.
"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple.
"I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him.
He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes.
"No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile.
"I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact.
"Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine,
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The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met.
Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top.
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