Nico POV
I'd been angry many times in my life. From mad, to furious, to enraged. But today, when I walked in on Lila slicing her own skin, I was livid. There were no words to describe the levels of anger I felt when I saw her holding that piece of glass, her thigh stained red. I knew she was a cutter, that she had mutilated her body before. I was drawn to her like a demon to a sinner because of it but the sight of her holding that glass, actually witnessing her doing herself harm, made me react in the worst possible way. I wanted to punish her. I wanted to tie her hands together for the rest of her fucking life so she would never be able to do that again.
Yes, I fucking loved the look of euphoria on her face as I sliced my blade across her skin.
Yes, my cock grew hard when her ivory skin was stained with crimson while her body trembled with pleasure.
I was a sick, twisted son of a bitch, but I never wanted to see her do herself harm again. Ever.
