Zaccai Tevel is a naive pure-hearted innocent being who lived her whole life under the watchful eyes by her oh so overprotective parents making her vulnerable to the outside world.
She meets Argento a dominant possessive business man who has killed...
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Zaccai woke in feeling like she had not one ounce of sleep, she felt like she had been awoken from a coma.
Her bones were weak when she crawled out the bed that seemed like it was made out of sheep fur–soft and fluffy.
She lazily crawled her way off the slump in her back and her eyes half, open it took a while for her to find the bathroom but when she did, she ignored everything around her and went to the sink using her hands to feel for a toothbrush.
Argento was smart enough to leave a new toothbrush and toothpaste out for her to use.
So when Zaccai found it, she carelessly applied the toothpaste on the toothbrush and begin to brush her teeth.
When all was finished, she made her way towards her suitcases that were stacked in the corner of the room. Opening the nearest one she threw on an outfit not caring about if it matches or not, sleep was still lingering on her.
Going towards the door that seems very heavy she opened it–It wasn't heavy; stepping into the hallway that was lined with doors and apart from that, the hallway and was bare of any art or pictures.
She looked both ways contemplating which way to go to lead her to the kitchen.
'Right or left' Zaccai thought looking questionable at both ways, that look very dark 'I'll just stay in my room' she decided to turn back towards her room.
Just as she was about to step inside a voice stopped her.
"Where are you going to ma oiseau?" his voice was husky and low, Argento was half naked only gray sweatpants covering his lower half, leaving her to see his tattoos on his chest neck and anywhere's above the waist.
She was shy to say it, but she loved his tattoos.
She shyly peeked at him behind her messy hair "uh-uh-I-uh-kitchen?" She replied in a small soft voice.
He chuckled and she felt something wet in her panties at the sound of his voice. 'I just peed myself' her eyes were wide, disbelieving of her body reacted.
"Hmm," he hummed looking at her very red face, he knew she was embarrassed but by what? "Come in"
"Huh," she said, startled at his request.
"Wouldn't want to stay out here... No?" He opened the door wider a gesture to come inside.
Nervously she stepped inside his room, it smelt just like him and the room being aesthetically, really matched his personality–dark.
She looked around the room in aw it was beautiful, dark, but beautiful she felt him behind her and unconsciously leaned into his warmth.
"Your room is beautiful" Zaccai mumbled out.
Argento couldn't help but remember his dream in some way he would love if it could come true but he had to wait.
Wait for her to be comfortable enough around and hopefully not see him as a pedophile even though she was eighteen.
