Mia Knight

Better the devil I know than the one I don’t.

Added 2023-08-12 16:00:07 +0000 UTC

“Was I such a monster that you felt that you had to sell your soul to the devil to get away from me?”

“Better the devil I know than the one I don’t.” Her tears seeped into his shirt, mingling with the remnants of her bath water he still wore. “My father could be cruel, but I believed a part of him still held some affection for me. Enough for him to help.”

“And you didn’t believe I held the same level of affection, if not more than what your father had shown you?”

When she tried to get away, his hand clamped on the back of her neck.

“Answer me.”

She grasped handfuls of his slacks and ground her teeth. “No.”

“No, what?”

“No, I didn’t believe you had any real affection for me. You thought I was a key that would unlock other doors for you and when I couldn’t, you wanted no part of me. The way you reacted when I showed up here told me I wasn’t welcome in the life you created for yourself. I was just a body you visited a couple of times a year in Philadelphia.”

His fingers bunched in her hair.

“I had affection for you, princess. More than your father and sisters combined. I sacrificed everything for you, just as you did for me.”

**This is an unpublished draft of Mia's work. Please do not share or distribute.

Playing around with dialogue in chapters 2-5. There's been some interesting insights and detours that weren't in my original outline. I'm just going to put it all in during the first round and then refine during edits.

This weekend I'm finishing up chapters 2-5 and finally getting them back to New York. Thank God! I've spent way too much time in this London penthouse. i need a change of scenery.