She is trying to search for the perfect man for her but so far no guy even comes close. Right before she gives up hope after a terrible date, He shows up next to her on the street. An old friend from high school who she never thought she would see a...
Hearing those 3 words were a melody to my ears. I want you. She was like a fucking siren. Luring me to her precious, pure body with her words. I'm too fucked up for her. She would never accept me or my ways. God, all the ways I wish I could fuck her. I want her to be loved for her first time but I don't know if I can give her that. I can't even imagine any other person with her because all I want is her to be mine. She already knows I love her, I know it. If only I could show it to her.
"Bella, baby get up," I said as I lightly shook her small body. She is a delicate little angel and I could only hope that she feels I am good enough to protect her. Her eyes start fluttering open and she squints at the intrusion of light.
"What's going on Gray?" She asked. I answer her by signaling the "follow me" hand gesture. She rolls out of bed and gets caught in the sheets which makes her fall to the floor. I catch her just in time before she does and I carry her bride style. We start going down the hallway away from my room and eventually get to the locked door.
"I want you to know that you can leave at any time you need. No matter if you have already agreed. Even if we started doing this already and you want to leave, you may." I tell her. I'm really nervous about showing this to her because it would be a shame to see her go if she doesn't like this side of me.
"Doing what Grayson? Why would I want to leave? What's in that room?" She frantically asks and I set her down so I can unlock the door. As soon as I open the door she pushes it open and I hear a small but sharp gasp.
"Feel free to ask about anything you want." Nothing. She says nothing. I watch as she pads her feet around the room. Looking at everything. She stops and makes a curious gaze at what is hanging up.
"What the hell are these things and what the fuck is this room?!" She says and raises her voice.
"These bella are my toys and this is my playroom. Welcome to the other side of me. The real me."
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Maddy's POV
Well I was not expecting this. At all. As soon as I stepped in the room I knew I was in for some trouble. I wanted to know he real Grayson but I don't know if this was too much for me to handle.
"What the hell are these and what the fuck is this room?!" I said raising my voice at him.
"These bella are my toys and this is my playroom." He said nonchalantly.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
I have no idea how I got myself in this situation. Almost everything in this room I have never seen before. I walk around the room more and notice familiar things. A pair of fuzzy handcuffs as well as leather cuffs, A few whips, Some chains, and rope. Not the heavy rope used for tying horses up on posts but smaller and it was red.
I pick up a metal bar with leather cuffs on the end. I looked at it and try to figure out what it could be but I give up. "What is this?" I ask him.
"Spreader bar. The cuffs go around both your ankles." He says.
My mouth drops open in shock. Moving on to the next thing I don't recognize. It's like a whip but it has multiple strands.
"Flogger." He blurts.
This goes on for a few more minutes until I've learned enough information for today. I want to just go back to his room and sleep and process what happened. I start making my way to his room and he follows me. I quickly climb into the bed and pull the covers over me and lay my head on the pillow.
As I'm falling asleep, Grayson climbs into the bed next to me and whispers in my ear. "I love you mi amor."
