★the Predator ★

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Sharp eyes that dared to look straight into my eyes

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Sharp eyes that dared to look straight into my eyes. A pale skin with flushed cheeks. Water dripping from head to toe. Nervous legs that denied to settle down. The pink lips that quivered from God knows what. That unstable breath and fastened heart beat. Those fragile and small fingers that slapped me. When I think of stopping this, i realise I'm already half a way into this. All these days I made her believe she slept alone. But in reality I was there. The whole night watching her mutter things. I don't know what she's hiding but I'm sure by the time I'm done with her, she will barely survive. But I do know one thing she will be my strongest victim. I will never forgive her for making me crave this much. I never kissed anyone before. She was my first and going to be the last. The moment she bit her lips I had no control over myself. That night when I pulled her in the rain she was not her. She was a ghost. Her eyes, those weren't hers. That random emptiness was replaced with a raw fear. Pure terror and panic. I released the smoke and stared at the screen in front of me. The footage of her leaving her university. This might be the nth time I'm seeing this. But what made me look at this again and again is that the rush in her steps and concern in her eyes. What pulled out those emotions? "Boss, capo wants to speak with you" said russo making me stand up. I crushed my cigar on the ash tray and looked at him. " Did you find about the thing I asked for?" I asked looking at him. He hung his head low before saying, " no boss, but we're loo-" " I did not ask you to give excuses russo." I said interrupting him. "Sorry boss" he said bowing. I started walking towards the door. "quando torno dalla riunione faresti meglio a portarmi qualcosa" I said looking straight at him. "Sure boss" he said before opening the door. I buttoned up my coat before moving out. By the time i reached the main wing it was evening. "benvenuto, Jeon" said the devil as i walked inside. "Take a seat" he said nodding at the seat. I took a seat and looked at him. The man who is my father. The one who shaped me into this devil. "How's business" he asked cutting the steak. The maid placed a plate infront of me before going out. "Good" i answered before opening my cuffs and rolling up the sleeves. I continued eating. "Russians are about to arrange a meeting more like a party next month. The date will be informed soon, get ready" he said making me hum. "Bring your wife too" he said making my jaw clench. Over my dead body. "Currently she's not feeli-" he interrupted me by saying,
" i did not ask for excuses Jeon. That was the order." My grip on the knife hardened. I placed the knife and fork down before taking the towel and wiping my face. His face held no expression. I stood up and looked at him
" if that's it I will take my leave" I said before walking out. "I haven't heard the news I have been waiting for, Jeon. Remember why you entered into this marriage" his voice echoed in the empty hall. My hand turned into a fist.
"Sí, capo" I said before walking away. And for the rest of the ride i thought of an excuse. A damn excuse. The maids bowed as I entered the hall. I went straight into the room finding her asleep on the bed. I looked at her for a beat before moving into the washroom. My muscles loosened when the cold water hit my body. I felt the peace and calmness spread my veins. I let myself lost in the shower. After a half an hour i came out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist and hung another towel around my neck. I looked at the mirror before moving out. Pfttt. As I thought. She was not really asleep. I went inside the closest to change. The lights turned on automatically as i walked through it. A lavish finish with the black marble all over the place. I opened a cupboard and took a sweatpant out of it. I wore it before opening another cupboard. A chuckle left me and i lowered down, and found what I have been searching for. There's she is. Hiding in the closest. Her eyes widened and her mouth open from the shock. She held her phone close to her chest. She wore a grey satin night suit that stopped right above her cleavage with a thin straps and shorts that barely reached her thighs. She haven't relieved from the shock yet. "If you want to take a look, you would have asked me. No need for hiding baby" i said tilting my head making her blush hard. Her face turned into a red tomato. She stuck her hair behind her ears before biting her lips making my jaw clench. "I did not look at anything" she signed fastly. I left out a sarcastic chuckle before standing up and turning around "if you say so" I said shrugging. She came out and looked around before coming infront of me with a decent distance. Her eyes refused to look at me as I was not wearing shirt. "I mean it. I'm sorry" she signed fastly. Her eyes wandered around everywhere except me. I took a step close making her flinch and take a step back. Now I'm dangerous close to her. This is how I want her. I want her this close to me. Her strawberry and lavender smell goes straight into my lungs. "Stop you're not wearing shirt" she signed and tried to get out. I stopped her by placing my both arms on the either side. Her eyes never looked at me. She flinched when I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to bury my face in her neck. I inhaled the deep breath imprinting her scent in my lungs. A unknown groan left me making her squirm against me. She stood there like a statue her hands sticked to her side afraid to move. A gasp left her when I grazed my lips on her neck. "Aren't you supposed to be asleep cara mia" I asked without taking my head back making her squirm again. I felt her head shook. "Mmm good" I asked making her thighs shiver. My hands never left her waist. Her hands never released that firm balled fist. Her skin looked so pale yet milky. Tempting me to mark that and draw some blood. Her eyes wandered around my right arm tattooes. But still her face is blank although it is flushed. There it was, the mole on her neck. Too tempting to be ruined. Everything about her is so tempting. My jaw clenched, i shouldn't be doing this. Her with me. I moved my head even closer, making her squirm again with a gasp. Her eyes closed suddenly and her hands covered her lips quickly. This-. A smile erupted in my lips. I pressed a long kiss on the back of her hands and left her with a chuckle. I moved back making her open her eyes. She looked at me and my lips for a beat before rushing out. I will always get what I want. This time I want her. And I'm pretty sure i will get it. Even if I have to hurt her in the process.

 Even if I have to hurt her in the process

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