𝕲𝖔𝖉𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖞 |•18+|

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CHAPTER ONE
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|• DeshayLeigh Ann Myers •|
(De• shae•Lee)
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"Please, DeshayLeigh," A deep and commanding voice whispered minuet by minute. It sounded that of a man pleading so desperately for something he knows he cannot have.

Its pitch black, I could not see anything but shadows. It's as if I am in an dark and endless void.
A void in which seemed to real.

"Who are you? Where are you? I can't see anything it's all black."
Soon enough I grew hot and nervous.

His voice started off quite and sounded of the distance. Yet, continued to grow louder and more clear as each time past. I expected him to show up beside me due to how close to me he sounded. It is as if he was right beside my shoulder, if not closer.

Suddenly he stopped and was quite. A light turned on, like a lamp and I could see again.

I was on a white bed, completely butt naked if I might add. I instantly try to cover myself not liking the situation I was in.
I was in the only part of the room where there was light. Weird, I thought to myself.

"Shay," the familiar voice whispered from the other part of the room. He walked out of he shadows slowly.

His foot came out of the dark as the rest of his tall muscular body. I wanted to cover my eyes but I couldn't move my hand or close my eyes.

He kept walking forward, I could see him more clearly as he was standing next to the bed. I wanted to ask who he is, where I am? And why are we naked? Why the hell cant I talk or move?

"Shay..." he whispered, moving in closer so he was on the bed grabbing my chin. As he touched me I felt a spark, it felt weird but made me horny..?

He crawled over to me and pushed me down on the bed, pinning my arms up above my head. Wet dream, Maybe?

My legs moved on their own, giving him a nice view of my Women hood. he licked his lips and his dark orbs got bigger. I could feel myself grow wet from his gaze.

He took his hand and touched me before positioning himself inside me. He went inside me and I gasped leaning upwards slightly.

I looked at the bed as I grabbed ahold of the sheet and noticed it was no longer white but red. A moan escaped my lips as he rubbed my Clint when pounding inside of me.

I looked up at him and seen his horrific face. I wanted to scream loud and push him off me but I only brought my hands up to his neck and hugged him.

"Rinnng riiiiiiiiing ring rinnnng!" My annoying phone buzzed alarming me that someone was calling me. I reached over and grabbed my phone as I yawned.

"Hello?" I asked curiously to who was calling this late at night.

"This is Ms. Myers, no? DeshayLeigh Myers?" the unknown number said causing me to wake up more and pay attention to what they have to say.

"Yes, who's asking?"

"I'm sorry to inform you but your mother has been killed.. would you li—" I quickly hung up the phone and threw it in the nearest corner.