"Shh, do you want her to see us doing this" he said and pushed himself deep inside me. he pressed his hand harder on my mouth to stop me from making noise.
My body shook with his sudden doing he smirked and came closer I turned my face in fear he w...
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I was wearing a black suit with a red tie. A red tie-what nonsense! Why in the world would I do such a childish thing? But I did, and do you know why? Because of her.
I saw her, and my heart sank. I moved toward her, each step bringing me closer. My heart was sinking. Is she real? This was the only thought running through my mind. Everything was blur around me; I saw only her. She was sitting near a huge fountain, water dripping with such elegance. The fountain was covered with roses, making it beautiful, but not as beautiful as her. Nothing could ever be as beautiful as her.
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She was wearing a red, off-shoulder gown. Her milky skin was hypnotizing. I wore the red tie to match her outfit. Honestly, I wouldn't have minded wearing an entire red suit if it meant matching with her. Even if it made me look like a clown, I didn't care. I'd be her clown.
Her back was facing me, but nothing could beat the dreamy look of her. It was her-how could I not recognize her? So what if she wasn't facing me? I could feel her presence. Her scent, her innocence, her purity-I felt everything. She was playing with the water, and I could sense the smile on her face. Her hand moved elegantly in the water, making me jealous of the water touching her.
I got nearer to her, completely lost in admiring her as she admired the water. I just wanted to keep looking at her and never look away. She slowly turned her gaze toward me.
"Petal," her name slipped through my mouth like the sweetest candy.
"Chase," she called, her innocent, pure eyes locked with mine.
She smiled softly, and it was enough to kill me. Her eyes held such a spark that every expensive thing in the world seemed less shiny in comparison.
My hands were shaking. I couldn't believe she was in front of me. My legs were trembling with nervousness. She must have noticed because she lowered her face with a soft smile. She didn't judge me for being this way in front of her. She never did. I didn't see a single expression on her face indicating that she would use my vulnerability against me. If she wanted, she wouldn't even have to ask; I'd do anything and everything she said without uttering a single word of defense. If she told me to die, I wouldn't even blink-I'd die on the spot.
