FlashbackHer eyes liked to have ran away from her sockets once it caught sight of the beauty of the home she was stepping into for the first time. Ahmad had insisted that she spend time with him outside of their awkward and timid encounters. She couldn't begin to tell you how she spent a whole day contemplating on what could have been a simple yes or no answer but you see. Although, it had only been a week since he had began to introduce her to "Finer Things". Her world still seemed to have flipped. Just to adjust to this new person ,which is Ahmad.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it yet but he was doing something to her that made her believe or more so feel as though her actions were now his. That thought made her shiver but it also oddly satisfied her. There was this sick twist in her mind that made her slightly enjoy what she was stepping into.
Although, she knew it didn't nor couldn't mean her well. A day went by and he surprisingly waited for her decision with patience. Before she knew it, she was sneaking out. Lying to her mother about going out and socializing more with her "new friends". Now, here she is. Standing before a three story home.
That's located in the far North Side of Chicago. She couldn't even begin to phantom how someone only a few years older than her could even have the finances for a home she thought she would only get this close to seeing from her television at home. "Take off your shoes." His deep voice quickly pointed out before she could take one full step onto the beautifully marbled floors.
She slightly jumped due to his base but obliged and respected the one demand. His cologne filled her nose as he pushed his hand against the wall. Removing his shoes, balancing himself. With his body slightly bending and towering over hers since she still seemed to be stuck at the entrance due to the trance the beauty of his home had put on her.
She felt two large hands cover her tiny hips and politely push her forward. Insisting she went further inside his home. "Don't start with that shy shit." He mumbled. She noticed his sly grin from a side view. She blushed, slightly embarrassed and lowly said "I'm sorry, I just..." she stopped mid sentence. It was as if she knew just what she wanted to say but wasn't quite sure if she should say it. Not because it was gonna be something ridiculous but since the days of being around him. He made her feel as though she should manage her choice of words more carefully. In other words, she was noticeably becoming of afraid of him. Though, she still admired him. She finished in a whisper "I never thought I would ever step foot inside something as theatrically perfect as this."
His chest vibrated against her backside as he deeply laughed "I get it shorty. You've been accepting and settling for far too long Baby." He lowered his body to place his chin on her shoulder. pulling her nearer. Causing her heart to almost race out of her chest and her body to slightly tremble.
He noticed these bodily changes which only made him hold her tighter and pull her closer as he finished by saying "I'm here to change that." Her eyes just fluttered, constantly. Not knowing what to say nor do. Something just told her to just follow his lead and not look back. It's crazy to think what doing that got her.
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Her Innocence His Desire
FanfictionTHIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE,ACTS AND EVEN THOUGHTS. IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE DO NOT READ!! IN NO WAY DO I CONDONE RAPE,ABUSE OR VIOLENCE UNDERSTAND THAT THIS IS JUST A MADE UP STORY!! Barton FitzPatrick DOES NOT ACT THIS WAY N...