My Possessive Murderer

My Possessive Murderer

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"Why are you running away from me?" He pinned me to the wall, leaving no chance of my escape. I looked down at my feet, not being able to find the courage to talk. "Amelia," The way he took my name, sent down shivers through my body. "I asked, why are you running away from me?" I somehow gathered the courage to speak but couldn't look at his eyes. "I know you're gonna kill me. I saw those photos. I read those papers." I whispered as tears started rolling down my cheek. He sighed and turned away from me showing me his athletic and muscular back. I cleared my throat and spoke again looking at his back. "I don't want to die." He turned around and our eyes locked. There was no expression in his eyes. "I wish I can save you but, I cannot." He came closer and whispered into my ears. ---------- Beautiful cover by @bangtanboyzarelife ACHIEVEMENTS🏆 🏆2ND PLACE IN THE SPRING AWARDS 2K20 🏆8TH RUNNER UP IN THE GOLD AWARD 2K20 🏆3RD PLACE IN THE HONEYBEE AWARDS 2K20 🏆3RD PLACE IN THE SUNFLOWER AWARDS 2K20 🏆2ND PLACE IN THE WINNER AWARDS 2K20 🏆3RD PLACE IN THE RISING GEM AWARDS 2K20 🏆2nd RUNNERS UP IN THE PERDURABLE AWARDS 2K20 🏆3rd PLACE IN THE SKY'S LIMIT AWARDS 2K20
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❥ "What I'm gonna do with you, Amelia Parker?" He asked lifting me up. I squealed by the unanticipated action and restfully placed my legs around him to have a better grasp. His feet trudged slowly towards the kitchen, settling me at my countertop. "Forgive me?" I replied timidly looking down, not wanting to meet his stormy eyes. "Uh oh too bad. The things you did can't go unpunished." Spreading my thighs slowly, he stood in between them. He stroked the hair strands falling on my forehead with his fingers. ✮ Highest Ranking ✮ #3 in Submission (03.06.2022) ❥

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