Villains Are Meant To Be Hated.

Defeat Held No Honor.

You Aren't Even Angry With Me Anymore, Stefan, So Let Me Up." He Didn't Budge. "it Would Be A Misconception On Your Part, Little Tanya, If You Are Thinking I Have To Be Angry To Make Love To You." His Head Bent, His Lips Grazing Her Cheek All The Way To Her Ear. With His Warm Breath Sending Tingles All Over Her, He Continued In A Whisper, "i Wanted You Last Night, Today A Dozen Times, Right Now More Than Ever. Tell Me To Love You, Tanya. Demand It Of Me!

With My Life Comes My Heart, Yours Now To Crush Or Cherish As You Will. It Is My Hope You Will Have A Care In Keeping Both.

But You Don't Let True Happiness Slip Out Of Your Grasp Without One Helluva Fight.

Do For Yourself, For No One Else Will.