Good deal...
Tell me that's real...
I'll roll, you seal...
I'll drive, you steer...
Pop off the game for you baby, don't let me down...
Kill any man for you, baby, don't let me down...
Take any enemy, baby, without a question,
They fuck with you, then they'll learn their ass a lesson now...
I'm switchin' lanes on 'em baby, don't let me down...
I'll never change on you baby, don't let me down..
I'd pave the way for you, I'd stay the same for you...
I need your loyalty for me, I would wait for you.___________________________________________
Siya
"You made me wait so long. Now, no one can take you away from me...."
"Hahahahahahaha"
The laughter, so sinister, chilled me to the bone. My tears, which had been flowing nonstop for the past four hours, kept streaming down my face.
My breathing grew faster. 'What is happening to me? Can I ever be happy and at peace in my life? The answer is a big no. Never, I can never be happy,' I was thinking when I saw the man approaching me. Fear gripped my soul again.
In this dark room, I couldn't see much, but the faint moonlight from outside helped me understand that this man was vile. I wouldn't let him touch me, not even get close to me.
Ryan, where are you? Please come quickly, or your Siya will die tonight.
"What are you thinking?" the man asked, sitting down in front of me.
Hearing his voice, I looked up. There was a smile on his face, though I couldn't see his whole face because he wore a mask made of red rose petals.
The man reached out his hand slowly towards my face.
"Nooooooooooooooooo!"
A scream-loud and terrifying-escaped my lips. My breath came in quick, uneven gasps as I jolted awake, sitting up in bed.
Sweat was pouring down my face, drenching me completely. I looked around frantically and realised I was in Ryan's room. It was just a dream. A terrifying nightmare.
"Siya... What happened?" I heard Ryan's voice, filled with concern. I turned to see him sitting beside me on the bed, his face etched with worry.
His expression made it clear how deeply he was concerned for me.
I was still staring at Ryan when he reached for the tissue box on the side table. Gently, he began wiping the sweat from my face and said, "Shh, it's okay. Just a bad dream. There's no need to be scared. I'm right here with you."
As soon as he said that, without thinking, I threw my arms around him and started crying.
"Siya, it's okay. Tell me, what did you see? And please, stop crying," he said softly, soothingly rubbing my back.
"He... he's going to take me away from you... He tried... tried to touch me," I stammered, my voice broken and shaky.
I was far more terrified than I had imagined I would be.
"There's no one here, nothing will happen. I'm right here," Ryan said softly, his hand gently rubbing my back.
I stayed in his embrace without saying a word, clinging to him for comfort. Then, I heard his voice again, this time urging me to drink some water.
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Glory - A Passion's Symphony |18+
Fiction généraleWarning: This dark slow-burn romance contains a seductive web of intimate encounters and forced proximities that may leave you breathless. Be advised that some scenes in this story may trigger emotional responses. If certain themes are sensitive to...