A cunning grin wove into tone and intention, Jules murmured along the shell of her ear, “Let me make it all better.” Each syllable like a kiss. “Choose me.” Brenya Was I rescued, or was I captured? I’m not sure anymore. Jules Havel is an enigma. I know he’s capable of great violence, but he’s so gentle with me. Soft-spoken. Patient. The exact opposite of the male he saved me from. But he has done terrible things. And I feel like it’s only a matter of time before he does them to me. Jules I know exactly what I am. Dangerous. I watch. I wait. I understand how much pressure it takes to break a man. I’ve overthrown dynasties, ended civilizations. And fell in love. Her name is Brenya, and I stole her from a fool I now keep in a cage for my amusement. She’s afraid of me, believes I cannot be trusted. So I must teach my new wife that safety under Bernard Dome doesn’t come from freedom, it comes from choosing the right monster. JacquesI’m going to fucking kill him.
