Willa

These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends.

❝You expect me to love you after what you've done?❞
❝I don't expect anything of you,❞ he murmured.
❝You lie,❞ she glared.
His eyes darkened slightly as he walked towards her, pressing her against the wall as he inhaled the scent from her neck. ❝Would you rather I leave you be?❞
❝No,❞ she breathed.