John Kramer | FORBIDDEN DESIRE (Book1)

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Note: Mature Content Ahead, damn I enjoyed writing this one! :D

I don't know why am I here with him. He's a killer- he could take my life anytime.. I couldn't escape him. I have did that but he got so angry- I don't know if he's jealous.. I was always stuck with him, unable to do the things I love.

"Are you going to do something stupid, y/n?" he asked while watching me.

I jumped sensing how close he was, his heavy breaths on my neck.

"I w-won't, m-master" I mumbled and I know that he was smiling even if I couldn't see it.

"Good girl" he said as he touched my shoulder.

Lightly caressing my shoulder blades as he leaned his face to whisper.

"Don't wait for me... I'll be gone all night" he said as his fingers gently leave my skin.

I was longing for him... to feel his touch again.

And then John grabbed his bag, looking at me one last time. Approaching me as he pressed his lips on my forehead before murmuring.

"Daddy have to take care of something, my sweet little girl" that's all he said before kissing me on my lips.

It was quick but I felt my cheeks heated up as I slowly caressed my cheek. And his already gone, I didn't see him that night.

I looked for a way out but there's nothing, John is a genius, he left me here, locked and the windows had a wood plank preventing me from escaping.

I felt like there's nothing else I could do that I just dropped to my knees. Lying down the red velvet carpet. I sighed as I closed my eyes.

Crying my eyeballs out as I tried to slow down my rapid heartbeat. There's nothing else, just feeling exhausted and helpless.

I was stuck here for months and I don't even know if I'm gonna see the sunlight again.

I realized that I just slept there, with no pillow, just the hard surface against my back. I didn't eat anything that night.

-The Next Day

I hugged my knees, feeling so cold because of the air conditioner.

I felt like there's a hard pillow besides me, I opened my eyes and turned my head- only to see John, cuddling me... his hands were on mine.

He gripped my waist pulling me against his core. I bit back a moan when I felt something hard poking on my bottom.

"You're awake... I'm sorry" he said when he noticed that he was pressing himself to me.

John pulled the blanket on the floor and used it to hide his erection, he left me there confused as he went to the bathroom.

I just sighed and sat up, reaching for the photo album next to the bed.

I opened it and saw John, when he was younger. Probably on his 20s, he got a blond hair and a wide smile on his face. I continued to stare at the pictures, turning the pages.

It's getting better and better when I saw something hidden on the back of the album. It was a photo of John and this woman, she was pretty and got a blond hair and a slimmer waist.

I can't help but to feel insecure and jealous- wait why am I feeling this way?

I heard noises on the bathroom as I quickly put the album back on its place.

John took a deep breath and went to me, I noticed that he have changed his clothes.

I got worried that he would leave me again, alone... with nothing to do but wait for him to come back again.