HIM (Mature ➳ H.S AU)

Ch. 3 ➳ A Fateful Genesis

"Just because the timing is off, does not mean you and I are not destined to be. There is no end to our story."

-Natalie Jensen

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE.

Harry

"Damn it!" My aggressive shouting can do no justice to how perilous the situation I've tangled myself up in is. This clumsy little girl tripped over her own f*cking feet and now I have to take 'care' of her unconscious body. So many perversive thoughts come to mind as I look down at her vulnerable form. The deranged alpha inside of me is fighting to break through the thick chivalrous crust that I have built throughout the years. However, I know that with each passing day, the monster inside becomes stronger and stronger – and ultimately one day will break free, leaving me with no control. 

The pink and gold polka-dot panties the seemingly virtuous female before me is wearing does nothing to help me, it only encourages the beast that resides within. The little one might really be 'little', I definitely overestimated her age. The 'chivalrous crust' urges me to pull the brunette's soft maroon skirt back over her perfectly tan thighs to protect her modesty – it wins. For now.

Pulling out the sleek shiny black rectangular device from my pocket, I call my assistant Tyler.

"Send me the address from the background check I asked for earlier," I commanded –adding, "remember to send it straight to the GPS in my car."

When I left earlier after my first encounter with the little one, I departed only to perform a quick background check, to make sure I wasn't dealing meddling with an intelligencer. A background was necessary for my field of work. Instincts told me I'd find a regular ordinary 'teen,' but my instincts could not be more wrong. For the first time, in a long time, my instincts were proven wrong, and by such a simple thing. This chaste girl was more mysterious than she seemed, her life was filled with misery and such a woeful past, she was anything but ordinary, she was extraordinary, and I knew I will make her mine.

"That will be all Tyler." I hang up the call and place my phone back.

Pushing the strands of hair from 'Alexandra's' – as I learned – innocent face, I notice a small bruise forming on the corner of her forehead. Caressing her head, I cover the bruise with her hair, hoping no-one notices the now-marked skin.

Anger floods back through my veins as I recall never having been in this conundrum if she wasn't so uncoordinated. My now enraged form carelessly throws Alexandra's small body over my broad shoulder and begins walking back to my perfectly parked vehicle. The position of Alexandra's body in my arms and the fortunate wind lifts her short skirt straight over her back, I don't mind, I'm the one who gets to enjoy the view. It's as if the Gods above or Devils below, want me to have her. With a simple movement of one arm, the passenger door is opened and Alexandra's body is placed carefully on the seat. With the head of the seatbelt grasped, I pull it over the girl's inert body to lock it in place – the cool metal of the seatbelt against my sweaty palm is soothing. Clouds of lust engulf my previous flawless irises as my large hand accidentally strokes the soft caramel skin of her exposed thigh. Eyes flicking to her motionless face, the colour drained from her features and her cherry lips slightly agape, she looks... Beautiful.

"F*ck!" I quickly pull back and slam the passenger door shut. She barely looks legal. The 'chivalrous crust' brings me back to reality and I continue to the driver's seat. I thrust the key into the ignition and as expected the address I asked for was already displayed on the car's built-in GPS. Luckily, the destination was only a few streets away. The passing streetlights above are the only source of light, other than my headlights. Dark clouds covered up the once visible stars.