Nov 15, 2017
@fearofmercy
“Delila, don’t!” it was too late and he knew it to be so. He’d never intended for Delila to see this side of him, did his best to keep it from her, time and again, and maybe it was inevitable. She was so curious, so pure and he was so wicked and deceitful. He’d done this to them. They could never go back now but he wouldn’t kill her. It would be so easy, here, in his basement, no one around, late at night. But no. The Devil couldn’t have her.