Unfortunately for her, the secrets he’d spilled wouldn’t be his last but he was done with their certain brand of foreplay. There truly was something fascinating about playing against an opponent who was almost as good as him but one he knew he could make even better. Alyssa was perfect for him in every way but she wasn’t ruthless enough yet. Her cold heart and almost apathetic personality derived from heartbreak at an early age. The events of her life had slowly turned her into a sociopath where as Dorian was born one. How could be not be with the parents he had and the family lineage he derived from? Where others would have tried to suppress their natural instincts, he thrived on his. It was fun being who ever and whatever was acquired of him to get what he wanted. True, he’d never killed for pleasure like Alyssa—that was one area about her life he was incredibly envious of—but he’d murdered in the name of survival. It was the way of the world, and he had so much to teach her but she had to be willing to learn.
