Passion and Intensity
- LECTURES 271
- Votes 68
- Chapitres 11
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture46m
Dernière publication dim., mai 5, 2024
"Adrian," she called me.
"Yes, my love?"
"What are we?" she asked, got me thinking hard. What are we actually? We're nothing. I scoff at the thought.
"What do you mean by 'what are we'?" I asked her.
"I mean, you cuddle with me daily, after whatever happened, you feed me, take care of me, visit me every day, and check on me," she now faced me with curiosity in her eyes.
"I said I love you on the very first day I met you. I'm giving you time to move on from whatever happened so we can start new."
"But I don't love you, and how can you love a person at first sight? It was maybe just an attraction, not love. You can't replace lust with love," she said with a pout.
.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.
Will she trust him after having an abusive relationship?
Adrian Willson a cold, mean, arrogant jerk, but for her, he is a sweet, loving man with black eyes, just like his personality. The sweet, cute lady who captured his eyes and heart the moment he saw her.
Kiera Rose a sweet, jolly person with a sweet smile, but unfortunately, it's all fake. Amber eyes would give comfort whenever asked for, but when it comes to her, no one was there. Is in a toxic relationship with her boyfriend.
Will she tell anyone about THAT thing? Will she ask for help, or will she stand alone for herself?
The story will get better as they grow together with eachother
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He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.
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