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I’ll have her all to myself. I’ll be so deep inside her soul that she’ll never be able to get rid of me. Stuck there forever, haunting her.

It’s all about luring her in, keeping my inside desires down until it’s too late for her to escape. She needs to trust me first. She has to fall for the charm.

Her eyes finally slide up, meeting mine, full of nerves and excitement. God, she looks so innocent right now. A small smile stretches her plush lips as she looks at me like I’m a god, admiring everything about me.

I’ve slowly been reeling her in for months now.

She was hesitant at first, but she’s finally getting wrapped around my finger. She’s falling hard and fast for me. I can tell by the way her eyes light up when I’m around, how she’s always looking for me, and how her body gravitates toward mine the second we’re alone.

She thinks she knows me, thinks I’m the Holy Grail.

She thinks I’m the knight that will save her.

That I’ll make all of her dreams come true.

But she doesn’t know the real me.

She doesn’t know that I’ll make all of her nightmares a reality.

She doesn’t know that I want to break her over and over again, keeping her forever.

She’s falling for the man I want her to believe I am.

If she knew what was really inside my brain, she’d run far away and never look back.

She’d be smart to get away. Too bad it will be too late once she figures that out.

I’ve never been normal. My parents say my brain is just wired a little differently. I’ve known that since I was fourteen. Fourteen was the age my true self genuinely started to emerge.

I remember it like it was just yesterday. There was this pretty blonde girl down the street who captivated my entire being. I didn’t want her out of my sight. Every single day was agony during the moments I didn’t have eyes on her. It felt like part of my mind was growing mad, trying to figure out how to have her around me every moment.

It took planning, but I finally saw my chance to keep her. I locked her in my closet so she couldn’t run, so no one else could look at her like I did. She was an obsession, one that consumed me. Once I latch onto something, I refuse to let it go. It controls me; it becomes all I can think about. It consumes every fiber of my being.

I figure a good parent would get their demented son some help after finding a girl tied up in his closet, but not mine. Nope, they couldn’t be bothered by the reminder that I wasn’t normal. They just brushed it off like it was a phase I was going through. They watched me closely after that. But never got me the help that practical parents would because that would ruin the image of perfection that surrounds our family. Since then, I’ve kept my urges under control—until now.

My new obsession is Tara Mangal. But my urges burn in a wildly different way when she’s around.

I don’t want to hurt her in ways she doesn’t like. My natural inclination is to hurt and destroy, but I want it to be pleasurable for her. I want her to love me, to look at me like she is now. I want that, but I know my erratic mind will slip one day and she’ll despise me.

She’ll hate the things I want to do to her.

She’ll hate the man I am.

I grab her small hand in mine, pulling her toward me. The tiny gasp that escapes through her lips makes my cock twitch. I gently wrap her soft hand around my length as I watch her expression. There’s a little fear there, but more than anything, there’s curiosity.

“It’s all yours, baby. I’m all yours.”

I’m never letting you go.

I may have had to set that girl free from my closet, but you won’t be getting away from me. I’ll do anything to have you.

The achingin my jeans pulls me from the memory of when I vowed to never let Tara go.

I stand at the end of the bed, taking in the sight in front of me.

Fuck, she’s so damn beautiful.

I’ve been with other women these last seven years, but nothing compares to my dahlia. They were nothing but placeholders until my love returned to me. None of them held a candle to her. She used to look at me like I was a god, but in reality, she’s the goddess. A real-life Aphrodite right in front of me. She’s a true queen, but one I get to use as a pawn in my games.

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