guardian devil | grayson dolan

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Mia Charlotte's POV:

I woke up, my room seeming colder than usual. The door and the windows were wide Open, the cold wind blowing.

I rolled off my bed,feeling the carpeted floor beneath me.

"What the hell?"

i asked myself as i closed the window. I was still horribly cold. I took the first jumper than i saw and pulled it over myself, feeling warmer instantly.

"Is anyone home?!"

i yelled from the top of the staircase, not gearing any voices from downstairs.

It was Saturday. Everyone is usually home at this time.

"Grayson?"

I called, hoping that he would be there to keep me company. I got so attached and so used to him, it was actually scary. How i fell for a paranormal creature, how it took my virginity.

But that did not mean i regretted it.

"Grayson? are you here?"

i called again, as i walked down the wooden stairs. There was no response. He was not even here, with me.
He has been absent in these few days, i do not know the reason to it.

But, i was patient.

"Mia."

I heard an unfamiliar voice and turned around in one shift move, now seeing a tall man few meters away from me.

Panic washed over me.

"Who are you?! Get the fuck out of my house!"

i yelled, still in pure shock. I grabbed the first thing That Could serve me as a weapon, which was a wooden spoon from the kitchen counter.

He chuckled, getting closer to me in big and confident.

"Don't you remember your dream?"

He asked, his eyes having a glint of pure darkness in them. Like it swirled around, deep down.

"I do."

I breathed out, slightly more relaxed now. The dream from last night flew back to my head. All things that he said and did.

"So?"

He slightly smiled, his teeth white as December snow. I sat down on the couch, since i felt my knees buckling from all the fright.

"Inc--Grayson is not what he looks like."

He said, still standing up. Next to his tall figure, i felt so tiny. He seemed taller than Grayson, but he Grayson had much more bulk on him.

"I know he is a devil."

"I don't want such a pretty creature like you to doom."

He said, touching my cheek slightly with his thumb. His touch felt nothing like Grayson's. It felt like it was made out of hell fire, not warm and comforting like Grayson's.

He was just... Different.

I blinked as i moved back. Darkness in his eyes increased, which probably meant that he did want me to move back.

I had no right to disobey a creature like this. That could send me to death with a snap of their fingers.

So i moved my head back to it's previous position, which was really close to him.

His eyes went back to normal and hr smiled again. Happy that i obeyed him.

"I am Andreas."