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People said the truth would always come out, one way or another. Aron knew, him, feeding lies to Dawn will backfire on him one day, but he couldn't care less.
In his life, what he wanted would always be his. He couldn't just change that attitude overnight.
Dawn was beyond scared, she was terrified. She knew she wouldn't be remembering anything soon, but she hoped it will. She can't just trust someone blindly. But Aron was... something else to her. Something tugged her to trust him. She was cautious, but curious at the same time.
Dawn was discharged from the hospital sooner than expected.
Aside from temporary memory loss, she was fine. She just needed a
lot of rest and a lot of air. Avoid stress so her brain could start remembering.
Aron's car was halting at his garage with Dawn at the passenger's seat.
"Is this your home? It looks... familiar..." Dawn murmured,
"It's our home love," he stated getting rid of his and Dawn's seatbelt.
Something tugged in Dawn's heart when Aron said our home, or mostly the love part. But who wouldn't? Aron had a god physique and Dawn? She was a hormonal teen.
Dawn gasp as she saw the interior of the place, it was simple yet elegant. It had a homey vibe, but there was that empty and void feeling lingering around the air.
Aron showed her the kitchen and showed her upstairs. His home wasn't big.
He didn't like it to be big. He was the only one occupying the house, so he wanted a small but decent house. As they got upstairs, Aron led her to the room at the right corner, as the left was his mini-office.
"This is our room, that's the walk-in closet, all your clothes are there," he said pointing at the respective doors.
"Oka- wait, our room?" her eyebrows perked up.
"Yes? Is there a problem?" he asked, confused.
"Uh... y-yeah, I mean, I don't remember anything about... us. I don't even know if we were inti-" she paused as Aron neared her frozen figure, he leveled his head with her height, nose almost touching hers.
"-mate" she finished her sentence, blush creeping up her cheeks, her breathing erratic.
"Being intimate is not a problem with me, love. I could take you right here right now and please you all day," he darkly breathes on her ear, and she shuddered against his words, unable to form words, or even decline the oh-so-tempting offer.
"But you just got out of the hospital, so I'll save you from being sore for a while yeah?" he smirked. Dawn just did what she could do at the moment, gulp down her nervousness, and hoped to calm her hormones cause he definitely triggered something inside her. How should she even reply to that? Jesus, is this how introverts feel all the time? Except for the whole hormones being triggered.
"Bathroom's there, take a dip and we'll have some dinner after," he instructed as he went out the door, "I'm gonna need a cold shower," Dawn groaned.
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"Ground rules?" Dawn asked bewildered by what he just said,
"Yes, we need to talk about some rules, you should follow,"
What rules? Dawn began to internally panic; she did not know why. She felt like, she had gone through this before, but she remained calm, biting her inner cheeks, while her hand was swirling the glass of water on her hands.
"W-what are they?" she cleared her throat.
"It's not that much, it's just to make sure you don't get hurt," he assured her, and she nodded, understanding his point.
Dawn and Aron had finished eating dinner and were discussing in the living room. Dawn sat at the end of the grey sofa and Aron sat on the wing chair across from her.
"First, don't go outside without my permission" he started off, and she was shocked with this, she felt like a child, not being able to go outside without a parent supervising her 24/7.
"Why?" she couldn't help but ask. At least she should be given a good explanation.
"It's dangerous outside," he reasoned out, as simple as that. Dawn didn't get it though, what's the danger? But she didn't want to argue with him, she knew that would be a bad idea.
"Second, never, open the door unless it's me" Okay, this was just getting weird for Dawn, it was like he was hiding something from her but she just shrugged it off but took it as a caution.
"Third, always, listen to me, never defy what I say" Dawn's brows furrowed, what? "What if I disobey you?" she blurted.
Aron stared at her straight into her eyes, she felt like he was looking at her soul. He stood up and dangerously walked to her, making her gulp and fix her posture, although she leaned back. He towered her petite figure as she was sitting down, he tilts his body towards her, his toned arms locking her in one space, his knee separated her thighs as he slowly yet dangerously lowered his head to level to her face.
"Let's just say you won't be walking properly, for a week. Pretty sure you don't want that, yet" he warned. Like before, Dawn couldn't talk back after that and just carefully nodded.
"That's it, easy three rules" clicking his tongue.
"Understood... c-can you, move now?" she asked, him teasing her is breaking her sanity as she fidgets at the drawstring of her hoodie with her free hand.
He smirked and got up leaving her warm body that would always tempt him. But he knew he must keep his thoughts to himself, but not for long.
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"There is only one way to end this, you sleeping on the couch or me sleeping on it" she tried bargaining once again.
"If you don't stop love, I'll fuck you on the couch before you even try to sleep on it," Aron warned.
She wasn't pleased with all his... crude, statements that would turn her on. She did not like the fact that he had that power over her.
"I can't sleep on the same bed with you, Aron" she groaned, the umpteenth time she bargained on sleeping on the couch, but Aron would decline, he was set on sleeping with her, on the bed.
"I know you aren't pleased with the idea, but I need to hold you for my sanity love," her mouth dropped as she heard him.
"What? What do y-you mean?"
"Look, I am not a patient man. If I'm not fucking you, then I will be holding you, or I'll go with the first option, and believe me when I say I would be happy to fuck you all night," he said unashamedly. It was the whole truth; he was a straightforward guy. He wasn't afraid to tell his thoughts even if they were inappropriate.
"I–, uh, I–"
"Oh, for fucks sake" he carried for in a flash, making her shriek. He rapidly walked to the side of the bed and gently threw her and swiftly joined her. He laid beside her, locking her body with his arms, weighing her waist. His other hand took the sheets and covered them both. Aron rested her head on her shoulder and smelled her hair. It smelled like ambrosia, and vanilla, it intoxicates his senses.
She groaned when she couldn't move. Aron was practically crushed half of her body with his weight. His scent traveled to her nose, the scent of spice and coffee. She didn't like coffee, but somehow, his scent had her all wrapped up. She sighed in defeat. Her eyes were becoming heavy as surprisingly, their position was comfortable as heck. She battled with her thoughts until she lost from tiredness. Sleep taking over her body, and with that, she drifted into the darkness, with him holding her tight.
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