The title speaks. Read at your own risk. Advisable to read before sleeping. Are you brave enough? #17 in Horror: 010518 #12 in Horror: 020818 #3 in Horror: 021018 #2 in Horror: 082518 Copyright © 2016 httpjsmn02

"He is the one. The one that every girl searches for. He is the one for me, and he is mine now. He is what life offered me as a small light, a light of pure hope. He was that one light that I had to hold on to through all the things that were going to happen to me..." *** The most beautiful form of love is when two can depend on each other with their lives, cherish each other's delicacy, feel the emotions within a single touch, and most of all: feel free. The dark life Blossom hides behind closed doors is soon to be explored by Romeo, and the two shall learn how to share, how to help, how to let in. Thus will be written a story in which two young people experience what love actually feels like. This is the spinoff of 'Interest'. It can be read as a stand alone but will contain relations to the first book. This story contains abusive content, strong language and sexual content. Read at your own risk. (The book isn't as serious and sad as the description makes it sound like, but will contain some dark scenes.)

A twenty-five year old Laurie Slade wanted to get away from a family who wanted to sell her off to the highest bidder. Applying for a home nurse ad in Sicili to care for Mrs. Teresa Carsingni seemed far and easy enough. At least it was, all until one daring night of skinny dipping which left her exposed to a very dark, enigmatic yet forthright Tomas Carsingni and he is not so easily impressed. * * * * * "Ms. Slade, I thought that I made myself clear last time." The sound of his voice brought chills down her spine. "I'm sorry Mr. Carsingni. I-uh, must have misunderstood. I thought it was because you thought I was an intruder." She said, trying to keep her voice from trembling. "And didn't we also talk about your constant need to apologise?" He arched a brow at her. "Yes, we did. I'm so-. It won't happen again." She bent down and picked up her scattered clothes. Why was he always around when she was naked? "Ms. Slade..." she heard him utter as she passed by where he stood. She tilted her head up and stared into his blue eyes. "If you insist on walking around leaving nothing for the imagination, then you and I are going to find ourselves in quite the predicament." **unedited, it will be once the story is done.***