Morals of a Villain

Morals of a Villain

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(Completed) Damon, a Duke by right, has never particularly liked the morally righteous narcissists he frequently has to deal with in everyday life. While others might see them as heroes courageously pitting themselves against the horrible and sadistic ways of an unfair villain, Damon only ever thinks of them as nuisances who take the world far too seriously and force suffering onto themselves just so they can seem repressed to others. He wishes regularly for an enemy who doesn't break out into dramatic speeches and tears every time they get into a fight with him, just for a change of pace. However, when his wish is granted, he finds it to be a little more disconcerting then he had expected. Baffled by his new opponent and their unorthodox methods of heroism, he's left to question his own sanity as things turn themselves upside down and he comes face to face with an enemy who's about as willing to bend to his manipulations as a tornado. Left staring into the crystal eyes of chaos, he can only ask himself one question; is it possible to fight fire with fire, and actually come out on top?
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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