Lustful Eyes | 18+ |

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Andreas walked into Annalise's room knowing that Peter had visited her.

As much as he hated that he had hurt his little angel, it was necessary. He wanted her to know that she was his and there was no escape. He had gone to depts to the keeper by his side.

He knew she didn't belong in his world. A world where the fates of innocents like her are doomed. They can get nothing but heartbreak and tears.

With guns and blood that flew like a river, he was determined to keep her by his side. He had made up his mind to protect this little girl with everything. She was his need.

Peter was just a guy desperate for money and with the heaps of money Andreas had, it wasn't hard to buy him off.

May surely had a great choice and Peter was a nice guy. But he had been working for Andreas and once Andreas knew this, there was no stopping. Peter's loyalty towards Andreas preceded Lise's life.

Unknowingly, men were breaking Annalise. Too oblivious that the girl might be vulnerable.

Annalise sat on the bed, playing with the bowl of soup in her hands. He could clearly see that she had finished only half of it and had been dipping the spoon in and out, twirling around and about.

"Anna," he called her and her lost green eye met his steel ones.

She could see something akin to admiration flash in his eyes before he masked it.

Just their eye contact sent shivers down her spine. The intensity with which he looked at her was jolting. She was afraid yet something sparked in her body. It was electrifying and scary.

Her hands paused and gulping hard, she didn't blink away from him. Licking her dry lips, she looked at him, not afraid.

Andreas walked to her and pulled the bowl from her hand. The touch of their skin hit them both differently. While one felt a longing, the other was zapped with bolts of electricity.

"You didn't finish it." He said as he pleaded the blow away and looked at her with his intimidating gaze.

"I wasn't hungry. I am full." Her reply was short and up to the point. Andreas just nodded and slowly held her hands with his.

Annalise was quick to break her eye contact as she looked at their now connected hands before looking back up at him. too many unsaid words between them.

When all Annalise wanted to do was scream and yell at him for doing so many wrong things to her, Andreas just wanted to hold her in his embrace and whisper sweet nothings in her ear whilst selling her pleasant fragrance.

Two people, two very different emotions.

"I know you haven't had a bath yet." He leaned closer and whispered in her eras. His warm breath tickled against her skin.

"It is seven in the evening. Let me help you." He said and undid the buttons of the shirt, that she was wearing. He knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath it and easily slid it off her shoulders. Without a warning, he carried her up in his arms. Her legs were locked on either side of his waist and their faces closer. Annalise was quick to interlock her arms around his neck, afraid that he might just drop her the way he did in the pool. It was her mistake that she hadn't held onto him and she won't repeat it again.

"Y-you will help?" She couldn't help the stutter that passed from her lips.

Andreas just looked straight and smirked while carrying her inside. Walking towards the shower, with Annalise's naked body pressed to his. Holding her by the waist with one hand, he turned the faucet on.