Petal’s POV “I’ve destroyed men for less than what you just did,” he muttered in a low, venom-laced whisper. His voice was calm, too calm, like the deadly silence before a hurricane. The dim lighting of the room only enhanced the coldness in his eyes—blue, sharp, and terrifying.“But I won’t destroy you, Petal. No…” He walked slowly towards me, each step echoing ominously across the polished wooden floor. “I’ll keep you. Break you. Love you until there’s nothing left of you that wasn’t touched by me.”My breath hitched in my throat. I curled up tighter on the bed, my arms wrapping around myself as if they could shield me from his words, his presence, his madness.“You don’t love me,” I said, my voice trembling. “You’re just afraid of losing control.”He stopped mid-step, his body going rigid for a moment before slowly turning to face me. That crooked, maddening smile curled on his lips again. “Maybe,” he said softly. “But I’m still going to marry you.”“No!” I cried, my voice rising
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