Author's Note: So this is for once a direct continuation of the last chapter, just so you know. Raising of hands, and don't lie, who totally loves evil!Sammy/Samael? :D
ENJOY!
10.) Word: Chest
"Meg," he says, the word falling from his lips like sugar-flavored ice.
"Sammy," she smirks, stepping down from the stage and strutting over to him. He's looking at her exposed chest and she relishes it. The power emanating from him rolls over her skin, making her shiver with fear and anticipation. "I've been wondering when you'd come find me. After all, we're practically siblings."
All eyes in the club are locked on them, watching an incredible historical moment that none of them understand.
Even after he's torn out her throat and left her bleeding on the floor, she still smirks.
