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Tornado was the villain of the story. Ruthless, cruel, and oh so very powerful. I knew all of that. And perhaps that’s exactly why I fell in love with him.

But it wasn’t just the power that exuded him when he was in control, making men much older than him tremble. Or the sneer that curled upon his lip just so, as an image of dissidence and command. Or even the way he walked, stride full of confidence and knowledge of his own regency.

No, it was the voice, soft and seductive, as he whispered in my ear his grand plans of owning the world. His touch—painful yet precious. His smile—bereft of the sneer—that few others had witnessed.

That is what I remember. The blood, gore, and violence I choose to forget.

Still, at the end of the day, Tornado was the villain. And despite all machinations…

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