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263 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 11, 2026
Ooh, he’s submissive. I can hear it in his voice. I can feel it in my balls. He’s submissive—and I’m cruel.
“What I want, Levi, is your experience. That’s what I want to capture. There’s an innocence to you now, but there’s darkness underneath it. I can see it. I can feel it—and I’m going to draw it out of you.” His lips have parted. He’s not frightened, not at all. He looks, in fact, relieved. A smile creeps across my lips. “You know it, don’t you?”
Trust me, Levi, I can handle you. What I’m less sure of is whether you can handle me. But… I think you can.”
It’s different with Levi. I don’t understand exactly how or why. I don’t want to. I don’t care. It doesn’t matter. Even the consequences don’t matter. This is happening.
How can I be ugly with someone I love?
I expect him to flinch. People usually do when I’m like this, even brats. I’m not exactly angry, but I’m something like it. My darkness is showing. But he just watches me, undaunted, and I’m reminded that innocence is merely inexperience. It’s not the same as goodness. Goodness would shrink from me. The fact that he doesn’t means there’s something dark in him too.
“Oh, Levi,” he cuts in. “You can’t be that beautiful and that naïve.”
He says quietly, “I’m going to make you see it. I’m going to show you to yourself.”
“What I want, Levi, is your experience. That’s what I want to capture. There’s an innocence to you now, but there’s darkness underneath it. I can see it. I can feel it—and I’m going to draw it out of you.”
“I’ll break you. Then remake you. You won’t know yourself at the end. Or maybe… you’ll know yourself for the first time.”
I’m drifting in and out, so there’s a dreamlike quality to Ethan’s words when he says quietly, “We’re going to break each other.” I turn my face, blinking up at him sleepily, and there’s a dreamlike quality to my own voice when I whisper, in agreement, or maybe consent, “Yes.”
“There’s something I want to do. Will you do it with me?” “Yes.” I roll onto my back to look up at him. He smiles a little. “You don’t even know what it is.” “It doesn’t matter what it is. The answer is yes, and it always will be.”
“You don’t need to hide your darkness. That part of you is safe with me, Levi. It’s the rest of you that’s not.”
“And since God didn’t give it to him, the Devil will. “Get your shit,” I tell him. “You’re mine now, and you’re coming home with me.”
ଘଓ 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒑 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌.
𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕’𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏. ଘଓ
꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ 𝑻𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑, 𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚.
𝑴𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑳𝒆𝒗𝒊’𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈.
𝑰 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏, 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑳𝒆𝒗𝒊 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆, “𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖.”
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆. ꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱
