"𝐓𝚮𝐄 𝚮𝐈𝐒&𝚮𝐈𝚳 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" 18+
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A voice so tempting triggers the darkest parts of her mind, it makes her think unimaginable things, like the pain she thought she escaped.
His obsession for her deeply and darkly abnormal, the infatuation...
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12
We've been driving for about an hour, the silence that lingered through the vehicle was so absent it was deafening. The grip he had on my thigh was in a routine so painful. Finally the car came to a stop, it was dark out I couldn't make out anything.
Reign exited out first to assist me out my side, we were on a some mountain cliff overlooking the brightly lit city. I walked past him fascinated, but it didn't last long when he aggressively gripped the back of my neck pulling me into his hard chest. His hand securely around my throat squeezing firmly. My words nonexistent.
"What do you take me for Ami?" A tear fell at the tone of his hard voice. With hands still on my throat, he walked me backwards slowly, not once breaking eye contact.
I'm sure he is aware that behind me is a cliff, he's planning on killing me tonight? Each backward step my heart grew rapid. I believe that there is a god and the devil, and when we die there's hell or heaven. For all my life I never knew terror such as this lived, Reign stood before me as the devil in his most unmerciful form.
"W-wait Reign, please." I panicked trying to removed his hand from my neck but I was no match for his strength. " P-please just listen, I-I."
The flashes of my life before near death reminded me of a life growing inside my body. If I am expecting I want to surely protect my baby the best I can. I know there is a chance I may not be pregnant but there is good knowing this could be my lifeline to save myself.
His eyes filled with such depths of desire, and I knew we were at the edge. My left foot slipped off the edge increasing my body heat. My reflexes made me grip onto the bottom of his shirt. The hold he has on my neck only kept tightening, I was trembling struggling to hold on with sweaty palms.
"Nyet, I notice I'm repeating myself, learning from our mistakes is important no?"
Reign placed his soft plump lips onto mine, my tears wetting my cheeks as I kept trying to grip onto him.
"Da, don't die baby." He softly whispered. I clenched my eyes shut at those words bracing for impact when he removed his hands from me.
"I'm pregnant." The voice in my head whispered once I closed my eyes and let my body float away.
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Beep ... Beep ... Beep
I'm a failure, I've grown to be familiar with this feeling. It's was either over achieving or just failing. My academic career, I always had this undergoing pressure of being the "best" thanks to dad. Nowadays the universe has given me Reign as weight on my shoulders, a never ending failure against the way he perceives his life style. My mom moving on without saying a word, I'm getting the other end of it all.
