I saw how she entered that hall. Where the other students are busy about their own stuffs with their own group, she slowly made her way to the path like no one was here. She has her own world in this place. Her eyes fixed on her path, very sure of where she is heading. I did not know why but I stopped on my tracks. It seems like the world stops and the only person that matters is her. For a second, I was able to study her features. How cool she looks in her headset on, her long, straight black hair lazily hanged oh her shoulders, her shirt that doesn't fit and does not show her curves but I know better that inside that shaggy shirt is a sexy body. Her pants that are ripped on her knees, and white sneakers that matches her shirt. Her backpack hangs low on one of her shoulders while her right hand is in her jeans pocket, and her left on the hook of her bag. Her face is stoic, void of emotions. I could not read between her cold stare and lazy eyes. Her brown eyes doesn't care, like she sees no one. Her nose stands proudly, as if telling everybody to shut the fuck up. And her lips, where the upper part seems to pout and seems like waiting to be kissed.
I blinked twice, not realizing what I was doing. I was checking her out, I know that! But who wouldn't? She is an epitome of a true beauty. But I bet she didn't know about it. Or if she would, she doesn't care at all. Boys are lurking their eyes out as I roamed the area. Girls were making faces, probably envying and irritated as shit of her presence. And she's not giving a damn about anyone. When she passed right in front of me, I could smell her perfume and it lingers in my nose longer than I could imagine. I am stunned.. This is the very first time that I felt the need to touch a woman, to held her in my arms and lavish those sexy pouty lips until it swells. This is the very first time that I felt myself having such desire, thinking that the woman did nothing to me, not even giving me a single glance.
My heart is twitching, and I don't know the reason why. She's not yet a woman, for I can see she's still young. But damn it! I could not wait for her to become a woman, most likely to be somebody's woman. That might happen if I won't take my action now . As I look at her retreating back, I promised myself that I will make her my own. She will be my greatest conquest. She will be mine and she will submit herself to me.
In this instant, I became an obsessed and possesive man. To her. Only to that girl I promised to be my woman when the right time comes. For now, I will just have to guard my territory and make sure no one will tresspass it. What I declare as mine will always be mine. No one will be able to snatch anything from me, especially HER...I dialled a number and after a ring, I heard him said hello.
" I want you to dig out everything about a person. Guard her all the time, and don't let any man touch her. I'll send you the details. "
I turned off my phone without even waiting for his response.
For now, I have to know her name so I can find details about her.
I smiled on the thought. She won't know about me, but I'll make sure that she will end with me.
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Her Possessive Obsessive Man
General FictionWhen Azeil set foot on one of his built institutions - a dorm school for college - he instantly got hooked upon a girl who, unconsciously just ignored his MIGHTY presence. Despite the fact that she is different from all other normal girls he encou...