PHOEBUS' POV
She stared at me with a look I knew all too well. Allowing only a smirk to lazily sit on my face, I kept my amusement hidden as I watched her expression change from horror to fear, fear to awe, and awe to lust. And back again. This was going to be too easy.
"Let me guess," I spoke calmly, but firmly. Violet hung on every word. "You want to know why I'm here?"
She nodded mutely. I nearly chuckled as her eyes traveled down my body, popping back to meet mine. As if she was being subtle. Stepping toward her, I was pleased and unsurprised when she stayed rooted in place.
"For you, obviously." I stated. "Before you ask, I will tell you. I don't like to play games."
"I don't either."
"Good. We're on the same page. Now-"
"Are you here to kill me?"
Another unsurprising question
