Chapter Eighteen

Viktor

American princess.

I looked down at her. God she's beautiful. But she's also the enemy, which means she can't be trusted.

"No." She said pointedly.

She's very brave.

I can tell that she's afraid of me or maybe of what I'm capable of doing.

"You're lying." I told her and she frowned.

"I'm not lying." She argued.

"I can tell when you're lying, everytime you lie you look at your hands." I said and she looked at me in shock.

"No I don't." She said so I wrapped my hand around her neck. We held eye contact and a blush tinted her cheeks.

She leaned into me and I smirked. Clearly she doesn't know what I can do to her.

"You're too pure." The words slipped out of my mouth.

Paige frowned up at me so I pulled away from her.

"I'm too pure?" She asked.

"This world- it wasn't created for little girls like you." I said and she slowly became angry all over again.

"Maybe not but I'm part of it now." She said and I smiled, she truly amuses me.

"And yet you're afraid of it." I said and sh