Page 82 of Deviant Virtue


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“Shit.”

Davina was one lucky bitch to be dead at times like this.

“That won’t happen,” Davorin said, and my eyes snapped in his direction. “No one will lay a single finger on her. They can try, but luckily for me, chaos is something I fucking enjoy.”

I grinned.

“Or they can kill you too,” my brother added.

I was positive none of this had anything to do with tonight’s events. He wanted to piss Davorin off, and I was getting tired of them bickering like two grandmas.

“Many have tried; none of them succeeded,” he pointed out. “And if they want to come for Kaya, they’re coming for me. Let them fucking come. I’ll carve out their eyes and send them to their families.”

“Oh, can I join in the fun?” I asked, but they ignored me.

“You best keep her safe, Davorin,” Dominik threatened. “Because I don’t want to keep worrying about her.”

“Understood,” Davorin replied, and the conversation died out quickly.

The surgery was taking way too long. Davorin drove us home in Dominik’s car, because he was determined to stay through the night.

Davorin asked me about the bloodstains on the wall and carpet, and I told him I’d had some fun with Brianne, which reminded me of the message Davorin would receive in a few days.

It was too tiring to think about now, so I went straight to the bathroom and slipped out of the dress that looked nothing like the one I’d put on only a few hours earlier.

Davorin came to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He loosened his tie before taking it off, followed by the rest of his clothing. In silence, both of us entered the shower. It was as if he knew me too well.

The hot water dripped down my body as I reached for the shampoo, but he snatched it out of my hands. “Let me do it.”

It wasn’t a question or a request. It was a demand.

He squeezed some shampoo onto his hands then began to massage my scalp. My eyes closed of their own accord, and I relaxed under his touch. He took his sweet time with the shampoo, before he rinsed it out and put on my conditioner.

Body wash followed, but it wasn’t sexual—it was intimate. It was one of those rare moments we’d never experienced together. His gentle touch scrubbed the blood from my body, before he bent down and cleaned the dirt from my feet.

We made eye contact. For the first time, his gaze was completely soft, nothing but admiration and adoration awaiting me, and it was as if the shade of green was lighter. He was slow, tender, as he rose to his feet and placed his lips on mine.

I reacted immediately, intertwining my fingers behind his neck. His hands were on the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. The water dripped down on us as we kissed. It was different, full of affection.

Slowly, our lips moved in sync. It was gentle, tender, a moment I never wanted to end. Despite finding it hard to breathe, I couldn’t pull away. The power he had over me had intensified with a mere kiss, leaving me putty in his hands.

He shaped and molded me into the person he wanted. And all I wanted was to be the perfect person for him, to behisperson.

In our world, love was highly unlikely. And when it did occur, it ended in death. Tragic, terrible death that the other lover never saw coming. This world was so filled with grief and darkness that sunshine never had the chance to shine through.

And despite my gut telling me that Davorin and I weren’t different, I held on to the small hope. The hope that we could be the sunshine that managed to break through the thick barriers of our twisted world.

But was it possible for two villains to get their happy ending?

We were falling, but this was no fable, and love didn’t conquer all.

T W E N T Y – O N E

EKATERINA, 12 YEARS AGO

AFTER a month of being in complete and utter darkness, I was allowed to leave. My body was weak, and I felt nauseous the moment a hot summer day greeted me. Chills ran all over my body as the sharp light blinded me for a moment.

Two of my father’s guards walked behind me, monitoring every move I made. No one else was in sight, and as I turned around to look, my eyes went wide. The tower that he’d built for me was high, and it was heavily secured. Not only did it have the best security system, there were metal doors protecting the entrance.

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