Casanova /// h.s.

Eight

I was very curious why he was so passionate about me? Again, I'm just a stranger to him, although it feels like my soul is connected with his? Gosh,
I wish I could end my bullshitty life for good.

The thought of me doing suicide ran through my mind... Would he give up on me & leave me!?

Mhmmm..

I looked around for the closet. When I noticed the closet I ran to it, and had seen that it was a huge walk in closet that was only filled with girl things. From purses to high heels, my mind was filled with me wearing this type of clothing!

I looked to my right to see a fancy, old paper stating 'wear this- Harry' but it was hard to read since it was in some sort of cursive. It was pretty neat, for a boy.

I removed the notecard from clothing... My poor eyes were deceived by the outfit.

The outfit was all lingerie, & black. It was nothing but a strapless bra & a black thong. HOW DARE THAT MOTHERFUCKER!!!

I might of been a (ex)stripper but that doesn't give him the right to dress me up like one!

I groaned in annoyance, and got out of the closet.

The asshole needs to be straightened out, NOW!!! 

My mind & I were now on the same page.

I made my eyes look to the door Harry walked out of... should I?

HELL YES! 

I stomped my way out of the door, to see another room, but much larger than mine & it was all black.. & yet there was no light, shit, I can't see!!

In an instant a light flickered in the room, making the room come to vision.

The room was absolutely magnificent!!! The floor was marble, and there was a fancy chandelier that was made of pure diamonds, but the thing about this room, was that, everything was red; dark red as blood...

I looked around the bedroom noticing a bed that was black & red, and a long mirror that belonged in the 19th century, that was also red.

I looked to my right to see a door cracked with light seeming out of it.

"Fuck me! Yes!"

I heard moans, & cries coming from the cracked door that belonged to a girl?

What the hell was happening in there!?

I opened the door in a rush to see a girl naked, and Harry with no shirt, & his pants pulled down.

He was sticking his dick in her ass! EW!

I turned away as fast as I could! He only made my anger worse at that point.

It was as if they didn't see me, but could feel me with my back turned away from them.

"Want to have a threesome, love?"

With the random girl still moaning, I ignored Harry's accent that vibrated through me... And came back to my senses.

"I don't know what that is, and I don't want to! I need to talk to you in private Harry!!"

I shouted, and that just caught my attention when the girl stopped moaning.

I speed walked out of the room, hoping as if he was not following me.

Once I got to the room, I quickly got the outfit from the closet & looked at the door closed & Harry leaning on it.

" I didn't hear you come in?"

My voice was  below a whisper, but it was only for me to hear. but his inhuman hearing could hear what I said.

"You still haven't figured it out yet? Goddamn Becky... You really piss me off!"

He was now on the bed, running his right hand through his curly hair. I was clueless to what he is & why was he always blaming everything on me?

I didn't give a shit right now.

"Tell me why I have to wear this Harry?"

Using my calm voice, I raised my hand showing off the lingerie.

His face turned from pissed off, to just upset.

Harry scanned my body, then in a few minutes he looked at my confused face.

"Never mind, you don't have to wear it... If you don't want to, you should get to bed, it's getting late my love."

"Stop calling me love... It is not right. Apparently you have a girlfriend who is dying to get back in your pants. Just please, let me go! I want to go home Harry, I don't belong here. An soon enough, you'll realize that I am not meant for anyone, to be honest I don't even know why I exist!"

I was now in tears, it has been an emotional night for me, and I don't want to live this fucking life anymore! The only person who gets me is Abby... And she is missing !!!

"Amie is not my girlfriend, Becky. She is just a whore, who always wants to have sex with me. An you are home, you belong to me.. and me only. Believe me or not Becky, we are designed to be with each other from the moon goddess herself. I am in love with you,"

Harry was now in my face, wiping my tears that were still flowing from my eyes. But yet his eyes were just now a beautiful emerald.!

"And don't ever think like that, you are so damn gorgeous. And if I have to take it slow with you, then I will."

"Am I your sex slave?"

My voice was terrified, and so defeated.

Harry's eyes were a new color, a silver, they were truly stunning.

"No, you're my mate."