This identity does not claim points.
Origins story. First meeting with Professor Genet.
The man across the table leans closer to me, mouth parted.
Our gazes meet. I tilt my head for a kiss.
I have him where I want him – intrigued, eager, eyes straying to the strap that slid off my shoulder. The prey is captured; I can once again congratulate myself on proving that people are just puppets – that if you try even a little, you can make them do whatever you want.
He holds my hand. The pad of his thumb presses against my bitten nail.
Wryly smiling, he whispers: “This disguise isn’t even skin-deep, Miss. You’re showing me everything.”
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