Serpentine Desires

/MATURE CONTENT AHEAD/ 18+/

He tilted his head and turned in my direction. "If I were playing with you, you would've lost by now." He flicked the ash from his cigar onto the car floor, the small, glowing embers scattering like tiny stars. "I am giving you a choice here, little bird. It's either you let me bleed your cunt, or watch me make your family bleed."

Judas Romanovski, the man people warned me about, the man people feared, the man who destroyed the only thing I thought I had control of-my morals, my patience, my heart.