"When the devil caresses you, he wants your soul” - When temptation seems extra sweet, the price to be paid may also be very dear.
— Italian Proverb
Chapter 50
Matilda Vaughn POV
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I feel my lips dry, cracked around the corner of the mouth that it hurts when I try to move it.
His eyes burn into me.
Like a sin, I was made to repent…
But I feel myself craving for it.
Maybe it's the madness he builds in me.
Making me a Prisoner, fighting in my own head.
"Let me go"
I whisper softly as I feel the cold breeze,
The water underneath me getting colder.
“Never
It's a forever thing”
He murmurs, his hand wrapped around my neck..
And I notice the smirk on his face, like he wins
All the time.
“I don't want to be yours”
I whisper again
“I have paid the price already.
