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One look at her pretty ass face and I was done. Like my DNA had been rewritten. Like my stars had rearranged themselves. I didn't believe in love at first sight. I didn't believe in love at all. But if I could have, I would have fallen in love with the girl I'm staring at from afar.
Her face left me breathless, with sharp, delicate features that seemed almost too perfect to be real. Long black locs cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in a way that had my heart racing. Her verdant eyes hit me in the gut, pools of honey I wanted to dive into. They were eyes I could get lost in for days on end, drawing me in with their hypnotic gaze.
The girl's face was like a lightning strike of beauty and rebellion, with full lips that begged to be kissed...or wrapped around my dick.
I stared at her, obsession stirring in my veins.
It's amazing what you can find out by padding a few pockets. The PI I'd used a few times in the past to suss out some stalkers, had now allowed me to become the stalker.
Ani. My fingers traced the letters like a man possessed, my eyes gobbling up the folder like it held the keys to eternal happiness.
I was flipping open the folder, staring at the pictures he'd managed to dredge up.
God damn. This girl. I'd been obsessing over the pictures I took of her for the last two days, but having new ones was almost more than I could handle.
She was gorgeous. More than gorgeous. Dark skin and perfect. Her beauty hit me like a train wreck, knocking me into some sort of crazy trance. She was the kinda girl where you had to actually blink a couple times to make sure you weren't hallucinating. My fingers traced one of the pictures. She was seated on the grass, her head tipped up into the sunlight, a soft smile on her face. She was having my mind gon'.
A nigga just wanted to love all over her. Eat on her pussy and watch that fat ass booty clap when I was hitting that shit from the back. Tie her up, then choke her on my dick till she swallowed my kids.
That woman was mine, and I'd stop at nothing to prove to my baby that we were meant to be.
After, six months of stalking my dream girl I got her to fall in love me, but not as much as I love her though. Her beauty, her smile, her laugh; everything about her consumed me, she was my heart in human form.
I only wanted the best for my baby, so I held no punches. An array of dangling red roses, with custom violet tents, hung from the high ceilings. Chandelier lanterns were intricately placed throughout 'em, adding a sensuous aura.
Candles, everywhere, just waiting to be lit come night fall.
Violet teddy bears made from roses, petals littering the epoxy, gift-wrapped boxes with her name on it; endless champagne, everything she loved from Godiva, her favorite mint sticks, every candy ever made in grape flavor...
