My sinner in love

Prologue

The duplicitous king.

For years I have watched her, she is my perfect sinner, all mine, all her tears, all her pain, all her happiness, everything she is-is mine. Outside of me she is nothing and has nothing, i scroll through my phone at the pictures I have of her and smile, not long now moj draga.

Soon very soon, you will be home with me.

How filled with Love I am, love for her and her beauty for she fulfils me and I try to fulfil her, her precious love and her amazing beauty I dream and yearn for her. An hour without her sweet voice and her sweet eyes feels like years, years without her and I cannot stand it. I hate it when I dont have her when I can see her or talk to her. I hate not being able to hold her and kiss her. I need her for she is my everything, she is perfect, she is the beautiful daughter of God I need, a sinner but the most perfect of them.

She is always on my mind, 24/7 I cannot stop thinking about her, her perfection, her beauty. It's all I think about, I dream of her, I yearn for her, when we are away I miss her and my heart aches for her. I need her. I want her.

I cannot stand being without her. She deserves much better than me and I want her to always be okay and healthy and happy. She shouldn't have to give anything up for me, but I am selfish and if it's the only way we can be together then so be it.

I stare up at her bedroom window with her body on my mind and can't wait until I can finally fuck her. She can't wait either, she knows she can't, when I finally take her she'll know how much she needed it.

When i hold her down and kiss her, bite her lip, It's when I kiss her neck and leave my mark there too she will feel my love and my lust for her, she will be the one to satiate me in every way. She'll love when I wrap my hand around her delicate throat, so tender and small, her pulse will beat so strongly against my palm.

My hand will trail her petite body and I'll show her just how much I need her, then I'll punish her. She'll be punished for thinking it was ever acceptable to leave me waiting, to tease me the way she does, to leave me cumming in my own hand when it should be in her. My knife will look so pretty on her skin.

Thinking of her gets me so hard. My delicate Petite darling.

For years he has been watching me, I can feel his stare, I can hear his footsteps, he sends me messages. No matter how many times I block him or beg him to leave me alone, he doesn't.

The police won't do anything and I'm all alone, he's trapping me, just like he wants to. I may be a petite girl as he so often puts in his messages but there is so much he has still got to learn about me.

He is unhinged and crazy, he wants to torture me, he wants me to cry for him, to beg for him to stop, he wants me to be helpless and vulnerable to be living off of him and no one else, he wants me to need him to be fully dependent on him. He is manipulative and charismatic, I don't know who he is or how he knows me but he doesn't know me how he thinks he does.

I know he's outside I can feel him staring at me, as always. I bite my lip thinking about how i antagonised him last night, I know I'll pay for that. He is going to punish me and the pain is going to hurt so damn good.

I can play the victim, the poor helpless girl who needs him to survive, I can be vulnerable and dependent and when he is comfortable, when he has his guards down, when he finally loses concentration, I will strike him where he hurts most.

I will rip his heart from his chest, I will leave him helpless and dependent on me to survive, his life will be mine to control, to mold, to manipulate and to use. He underestimates me and I will make him regret that for every day he lives without me.

For now I will play his perfect sinner, his malleable draga, his vulnerable mala draga.