LOGIN𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀Days had flown in a blur of intoxicating, uninterrupted sex. Ever since I had run back into his arms and told him to return home, neither of us could get enough of each other. We had turned every single corner of his house into our personal playground.From the bedroom to the couch, to the dining table, to the kitchen counter to the bathroom... we had sex everywhere.It was thrilling, fun, and deeply addictive. But it was also necessary, because I knew our sweet, uninterrupted sex was about to come to a temporary halt once S&K Music officially introduced me as their newest signed artist.According to the vocalist who would be training my voice, since I didn't have a voice for singing, she said I would spend time in the practice room, training my voice. On top of that, they were putting me through rigorous rhythm and performance training to sharpen my rapping skills. Once my schedule officially kicked off, I would be spending far more time inside S&K's sleek studio walls tha
𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀"Are you sure about what you just said? Demon was the one from that night?" I asked, still shocked."Yes. He told me himself. And you already know Logan doesn't lie, right? Maybe he might've lied a few times, but he wouldn't possibly lie about saving you that day." Ruby said, then sat beside me on the bed."I'm sure you already know he always opens up to me every May 26th. So he opened up to me and told me how you were kidnapped and about being butchered, but he saved you." Ruby said.My mind spun, racing back five whole years to that horrific, rain-soaked night in California.I had never seen the face of the stranger who fired those brutal gunshots because I had passed out from sheer terror. The moment I woke up back then, I had completely spiraled. I was too traumatized to look at my savior's face—too horrified by the gruesome memory of my captor's blood splattering onto my clothes and into my mouth when his lifeless body collapsed over me."He recognized you the exact se
𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀"Why didn't you say a word to the policemen that day?" I asked both Manon and Zenia as we walked in the narrow street of L'impasse des Ombres.It had been five days already, and Amber was finally laid to rest. We were all returning from her funeral."You're just asking now, Abbie?" Zenia asked, a fleeting, melancholy smile touching her lips, though her face remained pale and exhausted from the grief of Amber's death."I couldn't think straight until now," I admitted. "I was too traumatized by the sheer horror of how she was killed. But thinking back... you both told the policemen that she was last seen at The Velvet Massacre. But you both knew exactly who she was with that fateful night. Why didn't you tell them the truth? Why didn't you say she was last seen with Demon?"Manon stopped walking for a fraction of a second, casting a knowing look in my direction. "You lied to them too, didn't you? You told them you had absolutely no idea where she was or who could have done it
𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉"Maybe you should try to understand her, Bloodbath," Pierre said, as I sat across from him, smoking non-stop.It was the only way I could try to quench the anger boiling inside of me.But I wasn't angry because Papillon had screamed at me. I wasn't angry that she had used me as a punching bag, or that her small hands had left a burning sting across my jaw. I didn't care about the slaps.I was trying to hold back from unleashing my fury on myself. I had been a goddamn coward. A fucking incompetent moron.I was incredibly stupid for burying Amber’s body in a place where it could easily be discovered. I was a complete idiot for not burning that treacherous bitch's corpse until it was nothing but microscopic ash scattered to the Parisian wind. If I had done it right, there would be no body. There would be no horrific scene for my innocent girl to stumble upon.I didn't regret what I did to Amber. I never would. I had only apologized to Papillon because I had looked into her bea
𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀“What?” Demon whispered, his broad shoulders tensing as he stared at me. “You want us to break up? But we just started dating, Papillon,” he said, his voice cracking again with raw, desperate vulnerability that nearly made my own resolve crumble.“Exactly why we should end it! I was stupid to think I could actually start something with you, Demon!” I yelled, hot, heavy tears spilling over my lashes.My mind was spinning in a chaotic, nauseous loop. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. How could he actually hack a human being into pieces? What was he thinking when he did it? Did he not have a single shred of conscience left inside him?“Are you seriously going to end us over Amber?” he asked, his dark eyes locking onto mine, burning with a mix of disbelief and rising anger. “A girl who tried to kill you? Do you realize you’d be dead right now if I hadn’t shown up that day?”“There were other ways you could have taught her a lesson, Demon! You could have broken her legs! You co
𝘼𝘽𝘉𝙄𝙀 Heavy, scorching tears spilled from my eyes, blurring my vision completely as Manon’s devastating words echoed in my ears. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Amber was dead.But Demon had looked me in the eye and told me he had sent her away. He told me she was in another country, where she could never reach me again.If she was supposed to be halfway across the world, how on earth was her body just found in L’impasse des Ombres?Demon gripped my shoulders, forcing me to look up at him. “Papillon, talk to me. What’s wrong? What did Manon say to you that’s making you cry like this?”I stared up at him through a thick veil of tears, my heart hammering against my ribs. “You... you told me you sent Amber to another country, right? You swore she was safe.”Demon froze. For a few agonizing seconds, he didn’t move a single muscle. His jaw locked, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, his eyes locking onto mine with sudden, tense stillness. Then, he gave a slow, rigid nod. “
𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉The more I stared at Papillon, the more angry I was with myself.I blamed myself for what had happened to her.I don't know who those men were, but I blamed myself for it.If I had been faster—if I hadn't waited a second before saving her—those men wouldn't have had any chance to touch h
𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉I told myself I wouldn’t hurt her.I made myself a promise, a vow carved into the darkest part of my soul, that I would never be the reason tears touched her eyes. I wanted her to feel safe around me, to stop looking at me like I was something to fear. I told myself that even if I was he
𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀I arrived at the party with my mom, my heels clicking nervously against the polished marble floor.My mom never associated with anyone below her status. She floated only among the rich… surgeons, investors, and hospital board members. And she made sure I followed the same path, like a sh
𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀I stood beside my window, fingers pressed lightly against the cold glass, watching the world outside. The world that could never be mine… no matter how desperately I longed for it.My eyes were fixed on Lara Harvard. She lived next door, and from my window, I could see everything that ha







