I look up at him, his green eyes hungry with lust, blood clinging to his shirt.
"I don't think you understand Kate." He takes a step closer to me and grabs my chin softly.
"I would do anything you ask me to." I would almost be touched if I didn't k...
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I finished the book, all 606 pages. I have no clue why I buy books just to read them in one day but I do know that I won't be stopping anytime soon.
I think that if I was rich I would have a room for reading, a whole library to myself. I don't know how many romance books existed in the world but I hope it's enough to fill all the shelves in the room of my imagination.
The sun was starting to set so I figured I should pack up my things and head home.
I like my apartment, sure it's small, but it's in a safe neighborhood and doesn't have any real problems. I have enough money from my parents to last me awhile so I decided to stay somewhere that was actually nice.
I walk through the door and practically run to the kitchen. What? I ate lunch like forever ago And I'm hungry. My eating habits consist of whatever I want whenever I want.
I used to try diets to lose weight and thought my value was based on how skinny I was. I realize now that I focused more on being skinny than being healthy and it was really detrimental for my self-esteem.
It took me a long time to appreciate my body. So I'm not exactly on the skinny side, I have a rounder face and belly fat but I'm healthy and that's all that matters. I'm proud to admit that I finally love my body.
I make myself some mac & cheese and cuddle up on the couch to watch a movie. Can you guess what genre? Yup, romance.
Romance movies are never as good as romance books but that's why I like them. They're honestly just comedy for me. Books on the other hand, now that's just me torturing myself because no man will ever live up to those standards.
I hear a noise and whip my head around. It sounded like it came from the window which scares the shit out of me, especially because my apartment is one the first floor.
I slowly set my bowl down and grab my gun from my bag while I walk to the window. Yes I own a gun, I'm a woman, I live alone, and sadly, there are men on this earth who... well I'm sure everyone is already aware of what some men do to people like me. I know I am.
I approach the window and pull open the curtain with one quick swipe.
Nothing.
There is nothing out there. It was just me freaking out about nothing, as per usual. I always lose it about this kind of stuff.
I feel tears start to brim my eyes, don't cry Kate, do not cry. It's over, you're safe now, you're far away from him and he can't hurt you anymore. He's not coming to get you. I take deep breaths and try to calm down. I don't even know why I'm crying and I hate myself for crying so easily.
