Page 29 of The Villain We Tempt

DeluluForDarkRomance:

Who else needs a cigarette after watching that?

DeluluForDarkRomance:

I have several questions but ALL of them will get me banned from this app.

DeluluForDarkRomance:

With respect, fold me up like a lawn chair.

DeluluForDarkRomance:

It takes guts to post shit like this. Speaking of guts…rearrange mine?

DeluluForDarkRomance:

Not me collecting red flags like Pokémon cards.

Okay, they’re funny. Oddly, they also make me want to IP-trace these other MaskTok motherfuckers and cut their goddamn throats…but I digress.

She's also commented on my content.

A lot.

Not just fangirl noise. Very specific. She left one just a few weeks ago that referenced a similar edit I mademonthsago. In another, she lamented not having downloaded a video of mine that got deleted from the app last spring, after it got a stern warning from the platform on content guidelines.

She has, several times, told other commenters they were misreading me.

Bottom line: while you could view her Velvet Villainess comments, posts, and content as all part of her brand and a curated persona that she’s selling to people, the comments she makes as DeluluForDarkRomance arethe real her.

Which means the content she watches, likes, and comments on is the sort of content thatshe—Galina—truly is into.

The more comments of hers that I read, the more I can map outexactlywhat Galina Nikitin enjoys.

…Turns out Velvet Villainess might not be much of a curated persona at all.

I think she’sactuallyinto the whole masked man thing. She gravitates for real to the idea of being watched, and stalked, maybe a little hunted.

At least, the fantasy versions of those things. I’m not delusional enough to think that being into the fantasy of something means you’re intotrulyexperiencing it.

I mean, I want to jump around on the moon. But fuckinghard passon being shot into orbit sitting in a tin can with five million moving parts and a million gallons of highly flammable propellent, you know?

Ultimately, the takeaway here is that Iknowwhat the real Galina is into now. Which is…thrilling.

Even more thrilling, I know exactly what she sounds like and just how fucking wet her pussy gets when she comes—a scene that has been on permanent replay in my head for the last several nights, by the way.

Honestly, it’s a bit of a problem, because there are other things I should be focusing on.

Not school: I could probably do school in Norwegian, backward, in my sleep, and still ace it. But there are other questions that need my full attention right now. Like why Kirill Tsarenko, the deviant little psycho, was apparently naked and waving his dickaround at our party on Friday. Not to mentionsharing a hot tubwith Achilles’ and my cousin, Selene.

Or, perhaps even more concerning, why my fucking dick has decided to pack up his balls and go on fucking vacation, complete with a “sorry, can’t play right now” out of office message when I try to interest him inanyfemale attention.

Believe me, Ihavebeen trying.

I chalked up hisunenthusiasticreaction to Carrie on Friday as a glitch. I told myself my head was in a weird place, having just discovered that Velvet Villainess was none other than Knightsblood’s own Galina Nikitin.

But this has since become a repeat occurrence, several times. And now, after a dozen “wyd?” texts to a handful of former hookups,allof which resulted in similar failures to launch?