MAX POVGuilt.
I had felt guilt for the first time in a long time.
All cuz I drugged my current obsession. I was moving mad, I was acting like I was still at work, dealing with an opp. My brain was telling me we had to get her to shut up one way or another. Violence was my usual option for anyone that crossed me but no, I would never hit a women.
I was fucked, I had no clue how she was gonna react. I didn't wanna tell anyone how i'd handled her so I left her to it, in the passenger seat. I felt bad but this was my world, the only reason I was guilty was the fact she was just a civilian.
I wanted Aria to come to my flat in London with me but she was so disobedient when I told her what was up. I was acting up over this women, I needed to check myself, cuz who else had the courage to?
Why was I so fucked up over her fucking mate?Sedating her with propofal wasn't the best idea, I made a split second decision that I wouldn't be able to justify when she woke up. I just needed to get her to my crib and lay her down.
She was nothing like the men and women I dealt with back at home, she had her own opinions and did whatever the fuck she wanted, she was enticing.
It was gonna be a problem.
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