LILA
Words are stuck in my throat as I stare into his face-no sound escapes me. Nothing. Just silence... and that one word ringing in my ears.
Ruin. He wants to ruin me.
And the worst part? I don't know how I feel about that.
The knife incident hadn't exactly been tender. But the memory of him holding it against me-controlling me, dominating me-makes my thighs press together. The idea of him shoving the wrench from the garage into my aching p***y? A twisted, sinful thought that shouldn't turn me on... but it does. The moon goddess help me, she better do before I loose it completely.
He looks away like he regrets every word, ashamed of what he just confessed.
"I don't want to do this to you, Lila." His voice is low, pained. "I hate that I admire you. I do. And I've wanted revenge for
