Yes, she didn’t do it on purpose. I know.
I also don’t care.
Whatever divine intervention, or fate, or justdumb fucking luckbrought Galina into the library during the Para Bellum party that night, it happened.
It happened, and she had the audacity to capture my undivided attention. And now, my newly rediscovered habit of jerking off like a horny teenager notwithstanding, Ilikethat she did. And Ireally likethat she did it by revealing a part of herself to me that I can’t stop thinking about.
I grin as I watch Galina sprawl naked across her bed, legs spread, arms to the sides, tits rising and falling with her breath in the aftermath of her orgasm.
No, I don’t mean her revealingtheseparts, though I donotmind taking all that in.
I mean the dark, deviant, secret parts of herself that I’m guessing she shows no one. At least, not without a mask and a costume on, as her villainous alter ego.
At first, I thought that what I saw that night in the library might just be her creatingcontent.
A fictional fantasy to push her brand on social media and appease her fans.
But the more I watch, and the more I peel back her layers, the more I’m starting to think that the curated “bit” here is the Galina Nikitin that the rest of the world interacts with.
And that means therealher is the one who wears a Venetian mask while talking about red flags and morally gray men on BookTok.
Sure, Velvet Villainess is a persona she adopts, just like the perfect, dutiful daughter, model student persona she adopts as Galina Nikitin. But what’s underneath the Villainess mask, driving that persona, is real.
That’swhat I saw the other night, and it’s the reason my attention is now solely focused on her.
Which is why I know that something’s wrong.
Again, nothing—and I do meannothing—is wrong about her sprawled out naked on her bed rubbing her pussy for my hidden cameras.
Maybe it's wrong for me towatchthe cameras. There are lines, even with stalking someone, and I'm sure that spying on Galina in her most vulnerable and personal moments is a mile or six past any of those lines.
But…no.
I don’t give a shit even if it is.
No regrets.
What I mean about something being "wrong" pertains to Velvet Villainess. Galinaalwaysposts her VV content on Sundays, Wednesdays and Fridays, regular as clockwork.
It’s now Thursday, and she hasn't posted a thing since the “POV: when he puts you on your knees and uses your mouth like his good girl” video.
For what it’s worth, the POV ofliterallyputting her on her knees and using her mouth like my good girl wasfan-fucking-tastic.
Ten out of ten. No notes. One million percent would face-fuck again.
But after that… She went quiet. Notliterallyquiet, as demonstrated by the five times since the night at the old harbormaster’s office that I’ve watched herscreamher release into her pillows when she makes herself come.
But as Velvet Villainess?
Nothing.
And I can’t help but worry if something about that night threw her off.
I get that the masked men in Galina’s romance books don’t trouble themselves about being “worried” in any capacity about their psycho-level "overtures" toward their ladies coming off as a little much.
But this is real life.
I might be interested in Galina in a more than slightly psycho way. I might be stalking her, and watching her change, shower, and masturbate via the hidden cameras I broke into her room to place.