Violet

If someone had told me a month ago that I would be pressed against a bathroom counter, about to be fucked from behind by a dangerous man who didn’t think like a normal person, I would’ve laughed in their face, hell, maybe even slapped them for suggesting something so absurd.

I wasn’t reckless, or impulsive. I didn’t take stupid risks just for the thrill of it. But right now, maybe everything I thought I knew about myself was a lie. Maybe I really was that kind of girl. The kind who let herself get destroyed by a man like Hades.

But really, could you blame me? No one in...