Mr. Big Bad Alpha
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Last published Mon, Sep 7, 2015
He stares at me with black eyes as i back away.
"sweet heart your mine and know one i mean KNOW ONE is gonna take you away from me"he growls.
I choke on a sob and he pulls me by my ankles towards him. he reaches up and i flinch. he runs his thumb over the tear trial and signs.
"i wont hurt you love. you have to understand your my only weakness your the only one who can tame me your the only one i want and need......without you im nothing"he whispers.
"what are you?"i ask in a whisper.
i knew he wouldnt hurt me but i was still scared. i mean his eyes were black.
"im your soul mate....im yours just as much as you are mine but you have to stop running away, love. im trying my best to be calm with you but your testing my patience Tracy so please bare with me okay"he says.
"no! get away from me you creep"i yell trying to run to the door.
before i can go out he grabs me by my hips and presses my back agaisnt his chest.
"im done playing games"he growls.
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