Inside Brahms - Part 39

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Y/N thinks I don't know what's in her head and heart.  Why doesn't she understand that I know her to her bones?    Our time together has been short, but I've spent a lifetime watching; observing;  learning the art of manipulation and deceit.   Doesn't she see what I see?   That this stranger in our house is predatory, just like me?

Yes, she's beautiful; more breathtaking than I could ever imagine flesh and blood could be.   But beauty's transient.  A shell.  What lies beneath is what I see.   Doesn't Y/N know this?   Doesn't she see she's all the beauty I could ever need?    I'm a man.  I react.  I have desires.  But standing there in the doorway, feeling that woman's energy; her radiant sex; her blatant fails at getting me aroused, leaves me colder that she could ever imagine.   Once I was needy.  Now, I'm needed.  Does this blonde snake not feel what I am?

My beautiful Y/N...don't be afraid.  Trust me.  I'm your Brahms and  I love you.  Forever.   But I'll take my sport from this woman.  I'll play her game, if just for a short while.  And like the cat that takes the bird, I'll  make her wish she'd never been born.


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