My plan was to run away from him. He's a psychopathic monster, but you know the thing about monsters?
~They always follow, They always haunt.
They forever stalk, They never stop.
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He buried...
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Aarav's POV:
When I say I need her, it doesn't just mean I need her by my side.
No, I need her in a way that I can't even begin to understand sometimes.
I tried.
I tried so hard to kill her, to feel her blood cover her body, but every time I attempted it, I appeared happy on the outside, with a smile on my face.
But deep inside, it didn't feel right; it didn't bring me the satisfaction I craved.
The only time I felt true satisfaction and happiness was when we were so close, when my fingers roamed over her body, and her eyes rolled back, trying to control the pleasure with closed eyes.
She tried to control her moans but failed every single time. Her skin felt so soft against mine.
The way her pussy dripped wet just for me while she was covered in blood-covered in me!
That night, the sleep I got with her was the second most peaceful night of my life in these past eight years.
The first was also with her, but she can never know a single thing about that night.
Am I obsessed with her? Yes. Am I addicted to her? Yes. But that's it-nothing less, nothing more.
At least, that's what I've been trying to convince myself since the day I met her.
Initially, I thought this obsession was all about killing her, torturing her, but I was wrong.
Today, I'm shocked because I fear losing her. I was ready to kill her, ready to live a life without her.
That was what I wanted when I first saw her, but now?
Yeah. I couldn't kill her eight years ago, and I can't today.
Now, I'm obsessed with her eyes, her lips, her smile, every inch of her body!
Once, someone told me a quote:
"You fall in love with a pair of eyes, then you become blind to all others."
I remember laughing and saying, "I can never fall in love like that."
But now, that quote is all I can think of every time I see her, every time her brown eyes meet my grey ones.
I know I'm not in love. I can never fall in love. But what is this then? Is it just attraction?
"Enemies with benefits," I chuckled at the thought, remembering that statement.
Gosh, what an antic piece she is-cute, in her own way.
And I found myself smiling without reason.
What's wrong with you, Aarav?
I can't risk losing her! I know he's back, and he'll definitely try to claim her.
