[ 2 / 2 ] ❝︎ DANGER attracts DANGER, i suppose, but there’s really no surprise in / THAT / is there ? ❞ JUST LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW, tongue ALMOST adds, but instead remains hidden behind rows of teeth. her fingertips ghost the surface of the table, SILVER PISTOL NOW IN HAND. the anger that once bombarded her chest has now taken a DIFFERENT form, a DANGEROUS one that’s travelled to the PALM, the HAND, the FINGERS. TRIGGER HAPPY.
❝︎ i’ll TRUST that you’ll dispose of what is needed to be, QUICKLY and EFFICIENTLY, and if that requires you to fall back on your normal customs . . . THEN SO BE IT. however, i’ll remind you once more that the TRUST you speak of is MUTUAL. any small ERROR can cost me my reputation, it’s a DANGEROUS GAME — but YOU’RE a dangerous woman. so i have nothing to FEAR when the matter is in your hands, correct ? CORRECT. ❞︎ entranced with the gleam of SILVER in her grip, but MORE entranced with the gleam of GREEN that lies ahead. THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT THOSE EYES . . . SOMETHING THAT makes her hold LOOSE and BODY stiff with a PLEASING feel [ SHE’S A PLEASER, EXPERIENCED, NEVER UNSATISFIES . . . ]
❝︎ THIS IS THE OFFER OF A LIFETIME, and you have NO IDEA what ANASTASIAN has in store for you . . . MERCY darling. ❞︎