M A L E V O L E N T (adjective) :
having or showing a wish to do evil to others.
"she was an angel, touched by the devil
he was the devil, touched by an angel"
When Harry becomes leader of "The Vipers", he doesn't expect his hardest mission to be...
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"Her name sent from heaven but carved with sin, moulded by a man she thought was her world. He couldn't help but revel in the guilt that ate him alive as it tasted of the sickly sweet perfume she wears."
Somehow, me and Harry had managed to completely miss the day, sleeping through most of it after a night full of passion. It was now the afternoon of the next day, and we were lounging around the house bored out of our minds.
"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked Harry as I sat at the kitchen island watching him make me a grilled cheese sandwich without a shirt on, and at this point I wasn't sure what I was more hungry for; him or the food.
"Whatever you want, Doll." He hummed, too engrossed on his "masterpiece" as he plated it up for me.
He turned around with a grin, staring at me with big green eyes as he looked so proud of his creation. I couldn't help but laugh as I grabbed the plate from his hands and placed it in front of me.
"Want to go out?" I asked innocently, flashing him a doe eyed smile as I took a bite of the sandwich, moaning in a shocked delight at the taste.
He stared at me for a few minutes, thinking off into space before giving me a small smile, waiting till I had swallowed my bite before taking my face into his hands and pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.
"Where?" He asked against my lips, continuing to press small kisses onto them as I laughed and pushed him away.
"I want a night where I can just forget about everything that's happened, maybe we can invite Jake and Genevieve out for some drinks?" I pouted thinking about how I wanted Alexis there, but she was still recovering.
It's crazy how such traumatic things can happen in such a short amount of time in this life, and I could feel myself becoming blind to the real reason I was in this situation in the first place. It rhymed with Shmarry Shmyles.
"I'll go text Jake." Harry smiles, leaving me to my sandwich as he walks out the room.
"Well that was easy." I whispered to myself, not expecting him to be so willing. He was normally very against us going out in public, especially after that little note on the wall in the shared house, but maybe he's finally seeing the effects that being cooped up in a house was doing to me after the nightmares I'd been getting.
After a few minutes, Harry ventured back into the room, and upon seeing id finished my food, he scooped my body up and took me into his living room before throwing my body down onto the couch.
