Arianna
I push him away hard.
I felt like a feral cat when I hissed at him," You don't own my feelings so don't expect me to fall for you anytime soon. If I will, then it's because you killed me so yes, that's the only way to fall if I drop dead."
His expression shifts from 100 to 0 when his golden eyes turn almost pitch black. Ignoring my protest for touching me, he grabs me as I let out a loud scream.
Dropping me over his shoulder, he slaps my ass in a punishing way, my t-shirt exposing my buttcheeks and panties to his eyes.
I'm too shocked to even react when he goes to the kitchen, right to the table. Hoisting me up, I'm lifted to my dining table, my half naked ass meeting smooth wooden surface which I purchased last summer.
My eyes wide open, he pulls me to the edge and kneels down between my legs.
"T-the heck are you doing?" I shriek, trying to pull away but he holds my hips in a hard hold to stop me from running away.
His gaze is fatally cold but heavy with desire," You provoke the beast, you get eaten. This will be a lesson to not talk about you dying ever again," he bits out.
To prove a point, he spreads my legs apart and I feel shame wash over me, sudden fear overwhelming my anger because I've never been intimate with a man before. My fingers were the only things who touched me there.
He will force this on me without my consent and I will just let him rape me because I had no strength against him. He can easily manhandle me and I will just let him sexually abuse me. The tears start leaking out of my eyes before I can stop it.
Vincent looks alarmed, his expression changing back to concern when he stands up between my legs and cups my face in his soft hands.
"Baby, I would never hurt you. You know that right?"
I let out an embarrassing sob," I don't believe you."
He grits his teeth and rests his forehead on mine, stroking my cheeks with gentle fingertips," I'm sorry that I scared you. I just don't fucking like that you're talking about your death that easily. I would never do something that makes you dying because of me. I would never touch you if you don't allow me to even if it pains me," he also swallows hard, like the thought of not touching me is killing him.
"You kill people for a living. Of course I'm scared," I confess.
He immediately shakes his head and kisses my forehead in a loving gesture, his breathing almost painful against my face," I would never do anything to kill you. I just want you safe from people like Charles," when he says his name, it sounds like he wants to kill him so I try to calm myself down with my long wanted question.
"Did you kill him?"
Vincent growls but still holding me in a gentle hold. He felt like a ticking bomb and I just wanted him to not to explode so I needed to play my cards right.
"If that bastard would've been alive again, I would happily do it again. He messed with you so he messed with me," the possessive way he said that chilled me to the bones.
"Vince," I whisper.
His posture goes rigid but then he goes slack against me, hugging me to his chest, his hand caressing my hair," Yeah, baby?" his voice is so soft that I allow myself to melt for a moment, trying to keep his sanity in check.
He was so obsessed with me that he even killed someone for me. I didn't know what to do with that knowledge. How far will he go to please me so I'm safe like he wants me to be? Why me?
"Please, don't kill people for my sake again. You can just throw them in jail since it's your job to protect the people from criminals, right?"
The man slowly eased his hold on me and hooked a finger under my chin to lift my eyes to his. Those soft golden orbs held hidden darkness, an urge I can't seem to understand.
"If someone touches you, no one will live knowing they did the biggest mistake in their life so don't ask me that. You can ask me anything you want but not that."
The pain in his eyes felt so familiar that I couldn't get air into my lungs. It was like I'm seeing the eyes from the book's author picture but without the mask he always hiding behind. It was him. It has to be him.
I always wanted to help him, he was the reason I started creating dark art. I felt free when I put the pain, the loneliness, all things being bad, on the paper. It felt like you're weightless, all the problems going away for a moment. I wanted to be there for him .
But...why would he stalk me?
Because I liked to read his books? I craved darkness to see the light in me to push away the pain in my heart? To feel free and alive? Just why?
My hand on his cheek makes his eyes darken, mist covering his eyes when he feels my touch. Seeking comfort in my palm, my breath hitch in my throat to see him surrendering to me that easily.
I had the power all this time and I didn't even know it.
"Why go such lengths to protect me? To watch over me? Why?" My voice is small, uncertain.
He opens his eyes, his eyes now in a soft light when he turns his head to kiss my palm gently," You mean everything to me. I can't lose you too."
Huh? Lose me too? What is he talking about?
"Explain," I demand him.
He simply sighs," That's the story for another day. I have work to do now since I took longer time to be here with you," kissing my temple for a long precious minute, he regretfully steps away from me and suddenly I feel empty and cold without his arms around me.
"So now you will ditch me?" I can't help my voice not to sound pissy.
That makes him smirk," Already miss me?"
Avoiding his eyes, I bite my lip with a scowl," Well you sounded too clingy so I'm surprised that you will leave since you're a control freak with ownership issues. Leaving me here not attended, everything can happen when you're away and-" his lips on mine shuts my nervous rumble when he pulls me by the neck, making me no time to breathe when that hot tongue of his gets inside my mouth to fight for dominance.
When he pulls away, I'm left dazed, flustered with red cheeks when he stares at me long and hard but then smiles.
"You're already falling for me, baby. Don't worry you will have me later when I come back for cuddles and kisses. Whatever you want," he was teasing me but it made me wet and confused. Also soft and warm inside.
I couldn't possibly want this stalker.
No way.