Stalker

Stalker

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"I told you I was going to get you. You can't run away from me Princess." he says with a tight grip on my shoulders that were pinned to the wall. "F*ck you ! You're crazy. I thought you were a better person but you're just a crazy as* psycho!. LET GO OF ME!!!." I yell. "I'd watch my mouth baby girl. We don't want another incident..." he says with a smirk pointing his gun at the dead body that laid on the cold floor. My eyes water and my expression saddens . He chuckles. "Babe... If you don't give me a reason to punish then I won't. We will only have fun..." His hand slowly slides under my shirt and grips my waist hard. The bastard then starts to kiss my neck. I try to move and scream but I stop when I feel the gun pressed between us and him whispering " Shhhhhhhhhhhh..........." ----------------------------------------------------- this is my first book, please ignore the mistakes and support me a little. Ty!
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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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