365 days to love the devil
I’ll make you want me, I will make you beg for me
He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers.
“I won’t lock you up. But don’t provoke me.”
He stood, giving her space. Turned away.
“You have three hundred and sixty-five days,” he said. “One year. I’ll do anything. Buy you the moon if that’s what it takes. And if you don’t fall in love with me by your next birthday, I’ll set you free.”
Emily stood up. She didn’t think. Just ran.
Straight for the door.