Her Stalker
“You’re evil, you know that?”
“Oh yes, little bird. I know I’m fucking evil, and you know it too…”
I turn to her and snatch her throat, squeezing my hand around the other part of her body that I fucking own. Even though she doesn’t know I fucking own her yet.
“This? This was fucking nothing compared to what I’m fucking capable of, little bird. I’m evil, sadistic, and possessive. And many more things.”
I brag, dragging my teeth across her bottom lip before I sink them into it and give it a firm tug.