John Kramer | FORBIDDEN DESIRE (Book1)

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I haven't seen John all day and it's already evening, maybe he's on the workshop again spending his time on building things.

I already texted him but I haven't receive any replies.

Maybe he's busy or- he's been cheating on me?

I shouldn't have thought about that, I know that John was serious about us, our relationship and he won't even dare to cheat on me.

I've waited for almost an hour  but still nothing. I decided to go alone at the workshop and before I gotten in my car, my phone immediately vibrate as I received a message from John.

"Don't you ever dare to come at the workshop, y/n"

I was so furious, that was really suspicious and I really need to checked what he's been up to.

"Why?" I asked him, hoping that he'll give me an explanation.

"I'm not at the workshop right now and it's so dangerous to go there" he replied

I was going to turn my phone off when I received another text from John.

"Come and meet me at this address" he said and passed me the details

I wasted no time and started the car immediately.

I been driving for almost two hours. There ain't no lights at the road but I spotted a small cabin which is near at the dark forest.

This must be it

I have gotten out of my car as I locked it and bring the keys with me. I looked at the window but the curtains are blocking it, so I couldn't see what's going on inside.

So I just knocked at the door and waited patiently. In no matter of seconds, someone opened it but I couldn't see his face because it's covered with a black mask. He let me in as I examined the surroundings.

It looks really nice and comfortable. I suddenly felt the heavy presence behind me, I know it's John even her face was covered.

"Will you please remove this, John?" I caress his face through the mask as I gently removed it.

I was shocked, he looks like someone beat him to hell. He stared at me as the corner of his lips formed in a wicked smile.

"It's nothing y/n" he said like it was nothing so serious.

He gently hold my hand and made me sit on the sofa. At the table, there are some medical kit that he already used to patched himself.

"What happened to you, John?" I asked him worrying about his condition.

"Eric Matthews beat me up. Don't worry It's part of the game" he said meeting my eye with his.

"Why did you always put yourself in danger, John?" I mumbled, as I felt myself crying.

His face softened when he realized that I've gone so worried. He wiped down my tears using his thumb.

"I'm sorry, darling" he said while looking down, ashamed of himself.

"Don't do that again, John" I whispered at him, as I smiled.

I gently rest my head on his shoulder, that made him groaned in pain.

"I'm sorry, John... You're already hurting, please take some rest" I said that caught his attention.

"Stay with me, y/n" he said looking at me as he hold my hand tightly.

He gave me a look, that look that he always used to make me do what he wants.

"Okay, John" I said sighing as he smiled warmly.

We stood up and we walked upstairs.

John opened the room, as I make my way inside. The room has only one bed but we could share on it since it's quite big for two people.

He laid down, staring at the ceiling. Blue eyes sparkling because of the lightning.

"Do you know why I asked you to come over, y/n?" he suddenly asked me.

I shake my head completely clueless.

"I wanted you to be safe. When I'm not around, it's so dangerous" he said in a serious way.

"The workshop, the police are already there, investigating" he said looking at me.

"I'm glad that you didn't disobeyed me this time, y/n" he said and chuckled.

I sat on the bed next to him as he closed his eyes. He stayed like that, laying peacefully on bed. I'm not sure if he's still awake but he's breathing heavily.

I laid down next to him, just staring at his gorgeous face. Even when his face is patched up with bandage, he's still good looking.

"You're so adorable, John" I whispered while tracing the curves of his lips with my fingers.

He's still not moving so I guess he was already asleep.

I slowly leaned in to kissed him, his lips was so soft and it was so good. That I can't help but to caress his cheeks.

"I love you John, more than anything in this world" I whispered lovingly.

Suddenly his eyes fluttered open, he looked at me the same way as I do to him.

"I love you too, darling" he mumbled as he kissed me on my lips.

"Let's take some sleep for now, y/n" he said as he cuddled with me.

I smiled at him one last time before closing my eyes, just giving in to the warmth of his body embracing mine.

~Morning

I woke up by the aroma of the food being cooked downstairs. I yawned, looking around. It's already morning and I'm sure that John was already waiting for me downstairs.

I quickly fix myself at the mirror, combing my hair and cleaning up a little bit. The drawer already contains some of my clothes that I recognized at the first place, so I wear them on.

I closed the bedroom and walked downstairs, every step I could hear the man cursing out louder and louder at the kitchen.

"What the fuck, Kramer!" he yelled as the plate had hit the ground and broke into pieces

I recognized the man even if his back turned on me.

"Mark, what are you doing here?" I said, I was quite surprised to find him here.

"That old man told me to cooked some god damn breakfast for you!" he said annoyed while picking up the pieces of ceramic on the ground

"Why is that so?" I asked and helped him cleaned up the other mess in the kitchen.

"Well he got some shitty business to do and decided to send me here to babysit you" he said annoyed

"Don't worry, Mark. I can take care of myself. You could go" I told him but he ignored me and went to grab some beer on the fridge.

"Can't do that, y/n. Kramer will buried me alive, if he find out I disobeyed his ass" he said that made me grinned.

"Afraid of John, Mark?" I said and laughed while he was there drinking his beer, a couple of times.

"Maybe" he answered while putting the omelet and the bacon on the plate along the fried rice.

"Breakfast serve" he said plainly and left me at the kitchen.

Mark went to sit on the couch, beers on the table. He opened the television and scrolled down to some movies. I mind my own business, enjoying the food that Mark cooked for me.

Mark was not that bad to be a baby sitter.

But I preferred John to take care of me.