Theirs To Possess And Ruin
I leaned down until my mouth brushed Vivienne’s ear.
“You’re breeding stock with a mouth,” I whispered, cold as a grave.
“Keep collecting fans and I’ll start collecting tongues. Starting with his.”
She turned her head, lips almost touching mine.
“Jealousy looks good on you, Dante,” she breathed.
“Makes me wet. Careful...I might start collecting hearts.”
I smiled, slow, and arctic.
“Try it, little viper.”
And in that moment, with her twisted in our grip, blood on the floor, and a beta bleeding worship at her feet, I knew she wasn’t just dangerous, she was the kind of chaos that could burn empires.