𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 ℑ’𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔠𝔢𝔞𝔫. 𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 ℑ’𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭. 𝔗𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, ℑ’𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢: 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔡𝔤𝔢, 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤.
-𝔙𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔦
𝔇𝔬𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔱 ℌ𝔲𝔯𝔱 ? ࿐ ࿔
𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤: ♡♡♡♡♡
Dark, hot and thrilling.
“I want to be the only thing that keeps you up at night, bella ladra,” he growls. “And if anyone is going to hurt you, it’s going to be me”.
I will always want to cause her pain, but I find no satisfaction in her misery. No, the only thing I want to see when I have her trapped between my teeth is that bright fucking smile.
“Oh God,” I cry, trying to keep my voice down but failing miserably. “Can you see him, baby? Ask him for forgiveness” “Why?” I pant, another high-pitched moan nearly swallowing the word. “Because you worship me now.”
There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.
I wanted to take all her broken pieces, and fucking shatter them—turn them into dust so she could never be whole again. I realize now how foolish it was when I could take those pieces and give them a home amongst my own.