Twisted Bitch

LondonLie, cheat, steal … Dante will do anything to get his way. I drew a line. I stay on one side and Dante stays on the other, plain and simple. Blurry, blotchy, and broken in most places, this line I’ve drawn, the one that says absolutely no f*****g Dante beyond this point, is useless. We’ll have to be around each other, and there’s no way to change that … yet. He’s stomped, trampled, and annihilated my all too important line to get to me. He’s crossed that line, and he’s coming for me. Dante Use, abuse, and torture … London will do anything to hurt me. She’s in an unwinnable fight. It’s a battle London has no chance of winning, no matter how hard she fights it. I want what I want and I make no apologies for it. She can push me away. She can run, she can hide, but I’m one fast motherf****r, and I will always catch her. I want her in my life and that is exactly where she’ll be. She’ll be right where I put her. There is nothing she can do, because wherever she is, I will be there too. 18+ 65,000 words