His Bloody Rose (Stefano Valentini Fanfiction)
"So, why did you come back to me?"
My heart pounded in my throat, watching his eyes glimmer with their normal cruelty, contrasted by the sweetness in his smile. It was a sweetness I knew wasn't real, it wasn't possible for him to empathize or feel anything close to love. But damn him and his smile; I could feel it work it's way into my veins and set fire to them. I could feel my skin melt in my cheeks as the blood flared in them and my heart began to beat faster.
"I... You couldn't keep me away if you tried, Stefano."
I looked away as I heard him begin to step closer. I heard his chuckle ring out as he closed the distance between us. His hands were warm as they wrapped around my back; tense, but gentle. At any moment, I knew the circumstance could turn poor, he could and would hurt me if he chose.
"Oh, Cara mia. . ." he murmured as his breath rolled over my ear. "Who said I wanted to keep you away?"
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Author's note: I'm not really sure where I'm going with this story yet. I hope you like it though. I found myself completely obsessed with a certain artist, so I thought I might channel that into some (not so) healthy story telling.
