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028 | Put It Out.

Author: Gigi Grey
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-06 00:33:32

P E R S E U S

Eleanor winces, a soft sound escaping her lips as the pain registers—yet I don’t think she fully understands what’s just happened. She lets out a breathy giggle, the kind that only half-masks her confusion, then reaches up to gently wipe the blood off my lips with her thumb. I foolishly lean into the contact, letting my tongue glide across her finger. A dangerous game.

“Crazy... you,” she slurs, her words sluggish as her stomach suddenly growls in protest.

“I’m hungry, Perseus,” she whines, her voice dragging me back to my senses like a tether yanking at my spine.

“I’m sorry, I forgot,” I say, struggling to find the right words while still hovering over her, reluctant to move.

“Go get something to eat, will you?” she murmurs, softer now but still commanding. I’d do anything she asked in that moment—even if she yelled. Hell, I might like it. I just want to see her in pain again, but not out of cruelty. No. Out of obsession.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” I promise, fina
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