Son

“We had a working theory as a family that every tear Ma shed, Da would go out and kill some of our enemies to that exact number.”
― Serena Akeroyd, Filthy Dark

“What’s with the jade?” The apartment was Japanese in style. Not Chinese. “The apartment’s Japanese, I know, but I have a thing for most Asian things.” “Why?” He shrugged. “Don’t know. I just love the complicated simplicity of it all. The paradox pleases me.” Well, those were wet dream-inspiring words.”
― Serena Akeroyd, Filthy Dark

“Who the hell said I was your woman?” she snarled at me, all fire and venom. “I’m only coming because of the danger—danger your family put us in—” “Me. I said it. You’re mine. Always fucking have been, and always fucking will be.”
― Serena Akeroyd, Filthy Dark

“How was my rough lover so deeply into the arts that he had a box at the goddamn opera?”
― Serena Akeroyd, Filthy Dark