CAIUS
She tastes like sin, and worse, she tastes like him.
I wanted to be soft on her. Goddess knows I tried. Just like that first time, when she looked so damn broken, begging so sweet I almost fooled myself into thinking she was innocent and broken. Even that day in the office, when she crumbled under my touch, I matched her fragility. I gave her gentleness. One that I now know she didn’t really deserve.
But maybe that’s the problem.
Maybe her being broken doesn’t make her pure and it makes her rotten instead. Maybe she was never fragile at all even though I'd thought so.
And God help me—
I don’t mind.
Because she’s taintable. Corruptible. A ruin waiting to be claimed.
And tonight, I’ll unleash every f*****g thing I’ve held back.
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