Chapter 9

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I put Lunette in the back of my father's car. She sat in the middle with me and Nate on either side of her. "Let's go, Rick." My chauffeur nodded and went to my house. It didn't take long before we pulled into the driveway. Rick got out and opened my door. I stepped out to help my hand for Lunette.

When she took too long to take it, I grabbed her arm and pulled her out. She let out a yelp at my tight grip. I grinned at how fragile she was. 'This is going to be fun I thought wickedly. Still gripping her arm, I pulled her to a smaller house behind the enormous mansion.

I'm glad my parents built me a house separate from the mansion so I could do whatever I wanted without gawking servants. Once inside I pulled her to an iron door. I pulled out a key and unlocked it. I pulled her in and threw her on the bed in the middle of the room. Nate flipped the light switch as he stood guard at the door.

Lunette looked around the room in shock and terror. "Where am I?" she looked at me confused. A cruel smile illuminated my lips. "Your new home, my sweet. You see I know who and 'what' you are. I've known for years. When I was younger, I went to the top of that hill you 'haunted' because I was curious. I thought it was a joke, but I saw you. Still so beautiful since that day." I ran my fingers through her hair.

"I ran back home giddy because all I could think about was you. I went to school and told all my friends that I was going to become your friend, but they all laughed at me and said I was crazy. They didn't believe you were real. I vowed that I would one day possess you. I've been researching anything and everything I could about ghosts and spirits. You see these walls and doors." I motioned around us and she looked as if just noticing them.

"According to some very educated people, iron can trap spirits and ghosts so that it can't go through it. I had my father build me this house for me because I knew I would have you one day. Only I didn't count on the freak boy. No matter now, you're here with me and will be mine forever." Lunette looked at me in horror. "Wait, you can't do this," she said, shaking.

"Oh, I forgot to mention I followed freak boy that night he met you. I hid in the shadows, while I watched everything. I heard everything, so don't underestimate me, I know everything about you, babe." I grinned in victory. Then I turned and started for the door. "I will be back in a while. I have something I need to do. When I get back...." I paused and turned to look at her "... we'll have some fun together." I turned and walked out the door. I laughed evilly as I shut and locked it.

At the ice cream parlor moments after Trent took Lunette:

I got off the ground and ran after Trent who was pulling Lunette towards his car. Before I could get to them the driver sped off. I ran to Nickey, who was sitting in the car with the radio on full blast. I banged on his window when he rolled it down and saw my face, he quickly turned white. "What happened?" I was out of breath and before I could answer he looked around for Lunette.

When he didn't see her, his face went from white to red in anger. "Where is she?' he growled out. "Trent... he... took her," I said breathlessly still trying to catch my breath. "Get in!" He looked like he was out for blood. I quickly got in the passenger seat as we sped off to Trent's house.

While we ran just about every red light in the whole town Nickey looked over at me. My hands were shaking from rage. "What happened?" "We were in line and I was in the middle ordering when Trent pulled Lunette from my hand. I told him to let her go. I was about to hit him, but his goon came out of nowhere and hit me. He hit me so hard it threw me off balance. Before I could get back up, he kicked me in the side. I think he broke a rib. Anyway, Trent threatened my life to force her to leave with him. I told her to just leave and save herself, but she...." I paused "... she refused."

Tears started to slide down my face. "I promised I would protect her. I promised I wouldn't let anyone hurt her." I looked at Nickey, now sobbing like a baby. "I failed her, Nickey. I'm a horrible person. She would've been better off if I would've never gone up that hill."

Nickey let me finish my pity party. Then he looked at me. "If you're finished feeling sorry for yourself, we need to figure out a plan. Look, kid, none of this is your fault and this is going to sound horrible, but Lunette is a ghost, she can't die. You can." I was about to defend the point that she can feel pain when he continues.

"I know she can feel pain, but she knows what she agreed to. She went with Trent because she doesn't want you to suffer the same fate as her. I believe she can handle herself. We don't give her enough credit. I think if we gave her a chance, she would prove she is quite capable of being her own hero." I was shocked he was right. I didn't think about it that way.

Up to speed:

I came back from telling my father of my new guest. He didn't seem to care in the slightest, which was normal. My parents never paid attention to what I did. I was allowed to come and go as I pleased. I was able to do whatever I wanted and have whatever I wanted. I opened the door to Lunette's room. It looks like she fell asleep. 'I didn't know ghosts slept' I wondered. I walked over to her sleeping form on the bed. She looked so peaceful. I moved the covers and slid into the bed next to her.

I pressed my crotch against her ass and wrapped my arm around her chest. I buried my face in her long hair. It smelled like lavender. Her breath hitched in her throat as I started massaging her left breast. Kneading it like a cat. She let out a soft moan. I grinned. I start moving my hips along her ass. My dick starts getting hard in my pants. I let out a low moan. I move my hand from her breast down to pull at the hem of her dress.

I get it pulled up and let it bunch at the top of her hips. I reach my hand down and start rubbing her clit through her lace panties. She moans louder, still sleeping though. I lean in and whisper in her ear "Such a naughty little girl." Her eyes shot open finally noticing my presence and the movements of my hand on her pussy and my hard dick on her ass.

She tries to scoot away and off the bed. I grab her wrist and in one fell swoop, she grunts at the sudden force. She is now laying with her back against the mattress and my body hovering over her. I have her arms pinned at the sides of her head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I hope you don't think you're going to get me all hard and not take care of it, do you?" I looked down at her with a smirk on my face.

"I'm not afraid of you, Trent." she spits out. "Oh, really. Let's fix that shall we." I said maniacally. I flipped her on her stomach and held her hands behind her back. I grabbed a rope from the nightstand and tied them together. Then I grabbed her long hair and wrapped it around my hand a couple of times.

I pulled her head back and whispered in her ear, "Are you afraid, now?" "I'll never be afraid," she spits out in defiance. I pushed her head forward but kept her hair wrapped tight around my hand. I undid my pants with my free hand. I pulled out my hard dick and pushed against her lace panties.

She tried to stifle a moan. I moved her panties to the side and placed my dick at her entrance. She was already wet from when I was rubbing her clit. "You may not be afraid, but you will be screaming my name by the time I'm finished." She tried to hide the fear in her eyes, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Before I could thrust my dick in her pussy, Nate came barreling through the door.

"Trent... that... freak and his driver... are here," he said breathlessly like he just ran 5 miles. Lunette's cheeks turned red as he looked her up and down at the position, I had her in. I cleared my throat, "Eyes up here Nate." He looked away from her and to me. I rolled my eyes. "Go ahead and get Charlie to bring them here, I need you to ambush them when they get in here... " I paused and pulled Lunette's head back by her hair. "... I can't wait to see the look on freak boy's face."

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