Not because he scared me, but because he looked sad. There was no family love in Vicious life since his mom passed when he was a kid. She felt horrible for Vicious because he didn’t have those things. She knew what was important in love – love and family. One that wasn’t necessarily hard or challenging but was devoid of the people you loved and cared about. She was the cutest!Ī bad life equaled an empty life. At first, I thought she was going to be annoying, but she wasn’t at all. This was pure lust, exploding after a decade of simmering quietly, brewed by frustration, jealousy, and hate.Įmilia on the other hand was the sweetest thing ever! I absolutely adored her. There’s a thin line between love and hate and they were really, really close to that line. It’s true that Emilia and Vicious both hated each but it crystal clear that they loved each other as well. That weird thing that bubble in your chest? Same. – Emilia Love and hate are the same feelings experienced under different circumstances. I loved that.īut don’t let that behavior make you think he was a sweet and loving man because he wasn’t. Did he try to fix her style to match his rich man’s clothes? Nope. He didn’t mind her cotton panties and cheap shoes. Let’s get messy while still keeping it pretty, yes?Ĭan we talk about the fact that Vicious never did that typical rich man, poor girl shit? He didn’t try to take her shopping for new clothes to match his fly. That should deter me from chasing her, but it doesn’t. The woman who knows my darkest secret, and the daughter of the cheap Help we hired to take care of our estate. Ten years ago, she barged into my life unannounced and turned everything upside down.Įmilia LeBlanc is completely off-limits, my best friend’s ex-girlfriend. Now, he came for me in New York, and he isn’t leaving until he takes me with him. Ten years ago, he made me run away from the small town where we lived. The man who comes to me in my dreams also haunts me in my nightmares.Ī bully and a savior, a monster and a lover.

They say love and hate are the same feelings experienced under different circumstances, and it’s true. I think I’m going to keep it pretty here, nothing too messy. The contrast from Emilia’s light to Vicious dark was perfect. None of that – guy gets the girl and turns into a pussy shit. Finally! A female writer who was able to truly capture the male asshole mind! None of that cookie-cutter shit you often see.

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