a/n: this is so incredibly corny i am embarrassed😀
I'm in Patrick's hotel room and I don't quite know why. I have a suspecting feeling that something bad is about to happen between me and him. I see a crossword on the sofa and about three magazines all piled up. My phone rings and I pick it out of my back pocket. mid conversation with Patrick.
"You won't need that. I can't stand it when people's phones are ringing while I'm talking."
I gave him a curious glance and look back at the room. Usually when you see people interested in magazines, they like the continents, whether its recipes, news, or how-tos. In this case, it was vogue magazines of models.
Patrick was such a slick guy I hadn't even noticed where he went and I found myself taking slow paces around his hotel room to observe things he had laying around. It was only when I heard his voice that I realized he was slowly taking off that white collared button up shirt he had on. "My pretty girl," he smirked.
Suddenly, you find yourself swung in his eyes of adoration that he had for you. His flesh was dangerously closed to mine and he had to lean his neck down to hear me. We're so close I'm able to notice the veins in his neck and his merciless yet obsessive cold breath.
"What are you going to do to me?" I shiver, unable to help my attraction to Patrick Bateman it was time for me to face it. I was in love with Patrick Bateman. His eyes narrow as I see him reach into his back pocket and I can see the edge of a gun behind him. "Something you deserve." His eyes widened. "I'll skin You alive and refrigerate your head until it turns a pale blue color and your facial structure becomes more defined and continuously wonder as each day passes, what your head would look like on a stick."
"I'm just kidding" He starts laughing hysterically.
-"Can I get You a martini, doll?" He smirks and turns forward with a glass in his hand.
"Are You sure You want this?"
"I mean, I'm a lot more than You think." He chuckles
"I don't know. What makes You think I'm not aware you're-- peculiar." I hesitate.
"I don't know. A successful guy who owns a secret organization beneath the doors of Pierce and Pierce office, with a variety of interesting hobbies. A wonderful card, too. Do you like it?
"What?"
"Come on. Take it." He grins.
You take the card he pulls out from the pocket
of his shirt and place it in yours.
"We can't do this.."
"Who says?"
"Damn it you're so insanely attractive."
He gives a tight lipped smirk as he grips me by the waist and pulls me closer to him. Would this be a familiar touch soon? What would tomorrow morning look like?
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A/N: I know this chapter is short, but we'll have some tea in the next chapter so get excited.
Hope you're enjoying the book so far. also thank U so much for 750 reads??? what??? omg
