Deadmen's Queen: A dark college reverse harem romance

Chapter Twenty Four

You know, I”ve been thinking a lot about the hunt. How it will feel to stalk through the darkness, my senses heightened as I track you down. I can already taste the exhilaration, the sweet rush of adrenaline that will surge through me as I finally corner you. There will be nowhere for you to hide, Paige. Nowhere for you to run.

I”m looking forward to your fear. The way your eyes will widen in sheer terror as you realise there”s no escape. The whimpering pleas that will tumble from your lips - begging, bargaining for mercy that won”t come. I”ll savour each moment, drinking in your fear like a fine wine.

But don”t worry, Paige. I”ll be gentle. At first.

You see, I understand you more than anyone else ever could. You”re not made for this world of cold shadows and ruthless predators; a delicate flower amidst thorny weeds. But with me, Paige... with me you”ll bloom in ways you never thought possible.

I”ll break you down piece by piece, taking my time until all that”s left is the raw and beautiful essence of who you truly are; stripped bare and vulnerable under my unforgiving scrutiny.

And when I”m done... when every last bit of fight has bled out of you and all you know is the darkness of my world, then I will make a masterpiece out of you, Paige. I”ll paint you with strokes of pain and pleasure until your body sings the same dark symphony that plays in my twisted heart.

This is not just about possession, Paige. This is about creation. Just as you paint life onto blank canvases, I too shall create art by taking yours.