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Kittys Perspective
Sylus grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine, and we leave the kitchen holding hands. Oh my God. Like a fucking couple. I can't breathe for a moment. I can't believe I have a normal date with Sylus. That thought is absurd somehow.
"I got a little surprise for you, Kitten. Follow me." He leads me back to his bedroom, opening a drawer of his closet. Somehow, he managed to organize clothes that look exactly like my clothes at home. "How...?" Mephisto, you little stalker.
I change in the bathroom while Sylus changes in the bedroom. I try to decide which of the dresses I should wear, standing before the mirror in the bathroom and comparing a blue and a red dress. I am pretty nervous all of a sudden. I want to be pretty, but I am not sure which one Sylus would like better.
"The red one." His voice startles me, and I jump a little, as I turn around. Sylus leans into the door and holds on to the frame with his arms above his head. He looks gorgeous in his casual comfy clothes and my mouth opens in awe.
He smirks, coming in, snatching the blue dress from my hand, tossing it to the ground. "I like red." He purrs, as he leans in towards me, so close that his warm breath tickles the skin on my cheek. "You should know this by now, Kitten."
"But... I can't wear black and red for the rest of my life!" He chuckles at my shocked expression for fashion decisions. Realizing what I just said, I quickly put my hand over my mouth. For the rest of my life? Stupid brain. What were you thinking by pouring out the first bullshit crossing your mind.
"Hm... the rest of your life, huh?" Sylus smirks widen as he repeats my words, raising an eyebrow at me. He leans in even closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers with a seductive voice. "Kitten, could it be that you are actually falling for me?"
My body grows tense. "No!" That came quick. What's wrong with me? Of course, I developed some kinds of feelings for Sylus in the past few days. It's pretty obvious. Why can't I just admit that he gets under my skin. That my belly is filled with butterflies every time his gaze shifts towards me. Am I afraid that he might be the one? Yes, definitely.
"Well, that's... disappointing..." His eyes look hurt, but also determined as he narrows them at me. "But that reminds me, that our bet is still valid after all." My eyes widen as he mentions our bet. It feels like a different lifetime that we started this deal out of desperation.
"What... do you mean?" I ask, feeling suddenly unsure. "I mean, I had three chances to win you for me. Two chances are finished but I didn't decide on the third one until now. I know what I want to do with you next." His expression turns dangerous and naughty. God, help. What's on his mind this time.
"Sorry, Kitten. We will postpone our little date. I must show you something I had in mind since you came back to the N109 Zone." My eyes grow wide, as he grabs my arm to pull me out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, down the hallway, down the stairs until we reach a door with red velvet. What the fuck? Since when was the door here? All the time?
Sylus reaches into the back pocket of his jeans, putting out a key and unlocks the door. "After you, Kitten. Let's... blow off some steam. It's time to face your struggling emotions towards me."
I enter the room before Sylus, and I gasp in shock. My first impulse is to turn around and run away, but Sylus hands rest firmly on my shoulders, his lips close to my ear as he whispers. "My terms, do you remember, Kitten? No backing out."
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Lost Love || Book 1 || Sylus x Reader || LADS Fanfiction
Fantasi"How hard can it be to imprison the most wanted criminal of the N109 Zone? As one of the top hunters, it should not be that much of a problem, right? At least, that's what I thought in my naive overconfidence, until that fucking Bastard kidnapped me...
