Page 23 of Corrupted By the Shadow King (Hope Runs Deep #3)

Watcher

I watch them defile each other, once again ruining the purity of their skin as their lips touch.

Her face is bright with a morning afterglow, and his eyes linger on it as he smiles, lightly stroking her hand with his thumb.

He closes her door behind him, practically skipping on the way to his car.

They’re alone and vulnerable. His phone rings, and the smug smirk that’s been on his face since he left her disappears.

Good. He shouldn’t be happy. He doesn’t control anything, I do.

Striking right now would not only be premature but also an amateur mistake.

I’m not new to this and refuse to give in to my carnal urges just yet.

Far too much has been put into this plan for me to throw it away simply because of an impulsive whim.

Everything has to be perfect—the location, the technique, and, most importantly, the timing must be exact.

I will get what I want. They’re fate is in my hands, and soon, our time will come. Only then will I reach nirvana.