Page 179 of Volatile Obsessions

He killed my Leo, almost killed Vic before that.

For a while, I loathed him. I wanted him dead. Chased him all over New York, reminding him I was never too far away.

It was under those pretenses I came into contact with Vic again. He was supposed to help me corner Rome, help me kill him. And in return I’d help him end his precious Lux.

But that was then, and this is now.

Very soon, I’ll have my playthings back together. Maybe not all of them, but two will suffice. I might even keep the little bitch, too.

They’ll serve me like the Queen I am…and I’ll love them.

Forever.

And ever.

And ever.

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