Bound

Chapter One

Today, was much like any other day for Bella. Or so it seemed. She had just finished her shift at the bar, the same tedious 8 hour shift she had worked ever since she was of age. Bella always wanted to quit, but keeping herself on her feet without a job was near enough impossible. Working there wouldn't be much of a problem if it wasn't so repetitive.

Bella had recently had her 22nd birthday, and yet another lonesome one. Nothing but a large cupcake for her to drown her sorrows in. Her routine was practiced so much that she did all her needs immaculately. Today was the day which would rock her world forever.

After leaving the bar, she throws on her jacket and walks down the street, accompanied by the overwhelming sound of rain hitting it. Hurrying to a nearby underpass, a young man catches her eye. He was tall, broad, cleanly shaven. Hair as fluffy as a teddy bear with an unkempt look, whilst looking just as soft. Bella didn't think it mattered. The dampened texture of his beard added to the unkempt look. Bella was in awe. But this young man had also caught sight of her. The gaze she felt from his ocean blue eyes made her shiver unlike anyone else.

And yet he moved towards her.

To him, Bella was like no other. The silk she wore on her head flowed effortlessly down her shoulders. A forest lay in her eyes, with such a temptation towards him to explore. Time slowed for them both as he drew closer, yet their hearts already synchronising. Neither had ever felt such a rush yet such a soft feeling in their lives. Bella's blood rushed to her soft, freckly cheeks. Never had they seen such colour in over 22 years.

Then he spoke.

"Uh- hello miss, I couldn't help but notice you across the way." Oh my god Bella thought. His voice was softer than any kitten could ever be. And so she became redder by the second. He spoke again. "Where are my manners, my names Jake." He held out his hand to greet her, to which she hastily grabbed, feeling how smooth it was.

Bella then grew the courage to speak, still admiring his hand. "My names ha- not hand sorry, my names Bella." The quivering in her voice gave Jake a smirk, and a fairly obvious one at that. Jake brought one of Bella's hands close, to which his lips were delicately set on. No red could ever be as deep as Bella's cheeks at that moment. Until she leaned in for a kiss.

To which he followed suit, and softly brushed her wet, rosy cheek whilst doing so. As their lips parted, Jake softly bit her bottom lip, to which he then handed Bella a phone number. Right before he walked away, he whispered softly "call me if you want this feeling again, and maybe even more." With Bella's head full of thoughts, lust, desperation, neediness and longing for his touch, off she runs home.

With Bella closing her door behind her, she reaches for the number and the phone...