#assistantdarcy

He couldn’t help, but let the edges of his mouth form into a smirk; he had gotten right under her skin and that was ultimately what he truly wanted. 

However, there was part of him that honestly didn’t care what she did; hurting him was impossible at this point, but he would honestly amuse her either way. It would be interesting at least.

“You’re not going to stop, are you? Being his killer.”

“Babe, I don’t know what you’re talking ‘bout.”

"You can't save everyone, Pete."

ஐ = slapping them .

Rough Touch || Accepting

4.-My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Darcy swallows. “Uh… huh.”