Page 72 of My Perfect Villain


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I’m panting by the time I’m done, wondering where the hell all of that came from. I hadn’t meant to let loose all of that information. I’m not usually so emotional when it comes to this stuff, but I guess the thought of Xadrian finding me and taking me back has me crazy.

Felix stares at me for a long time. So long I think maybe he’s turned into a statue somehow.

Can vampires do that?

Finally he speaks. And when he does, his words come out so softly, I barely hear them.

“He forced you?”

How is it this man has so many inflections and tones in just one voice? It’s like magic.

“Yeah, but I mean, it’s not a big deal. It happens all the time in hell.” I shrug, then look down at my feet, for some reason unable to meet his eyes.

His feet come into view, and when I look up, I see him standing right in front of me.

“Don’t do that,” he whispers.

“Do what?”

“Justify something bad happening to you because you’re embarrassed about it.”

“I’m not embarrassed, I’m just…” I look away when I can’t find the words to describe how I’m feeling.

Maybe I am embarrassed?

He makes a strange, almost choked sound, and I look back at him, noting he’s even paler than normal. His eyes are closed, and even his lips are starting to turn a weird shade of white.

I place my hand on his arm, and he opens his eyes. “Felix, you need to eat,” I say gently. “Just let me feed you. Even if it’s only this once.”

He swallows, then sighs. When he nods, I blow out a breath of relief.

“Just this once,” he says.

I nod, then pull him toward the bed. I sit down, ignoring the box the toy was in that’s bringing back memories of him using it on me because that’s not what I need to be thinking about right now.

He sits beside me, and we both settle in to face one another a little better.

“What do you need me to do?”

“Just try not to move, and…” He swallows hard again. “And try not to make any noise.”

Well, that’s a weird request, but okay.

“Don’t move, don’t make a sound. Got it.” I nod. “I can do that.”

He leans in, but I press my hand to his chest. “Wait, you’re not going to kill me, right?”

He smirks, then shakes his head. “No, I won’t kill you.”

“Okay, because I really meant it when I said you canonlyhave what I don’t need. I don’t want to die over this.”

“I promise you will not die.”

“Is it going to hurt?” I drop my hand from his chest.

“For a second, but then…” His jaw clenches and he looks away. “Just focus on not making any sounds. It’ll make it much easier on me if you’re quiet.”

“You won’t even know I’m here,” I say as cheerily as I can, but then realize how stupid that is because, obviously, he’ll know I’m here… he’s drinking my damn blood.

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