Vincent
My head was killing me after I told Arianna about my Ma. What really happened when I first killed that son of a bitch. If I could bring him back to life, I would gladly kill him again, just to make him suffer more.
The tears escaped after I couldn't hold it together and it made feel weak, guilty that I'm not strong enough to keep my emotions in check but it seems that Arianna looks at me differently now.
She holds me close, her sweet strawberry scent tickling my nose as I pull her to my chest, my heartbeat pounding like I was running from my past.
"I'm sorry about your mom. You're not at fault that he turned to be an abuser. You did what you needed to do to survive," she whispers.
Her words hits me in the chest and it's hard to breathe. For so long I have carried this guilt over my mother's death that no one ever talked about it with me. I didn't want everyone to call me a monster but that's how I felt all these years. I'm just trying to be a better person so I can give Arianna a better life with me. I would protect her like I couldn't do it to my Ma.
I don't say anything but I appreciate her kind words. She was such a sweet soul.
Pulling back, I nudged her chin up to look at me and see her baby blue eyes filled with tears. Tears for me. Not from me.
"Fuck, baby....it feels so good that you care. I've never talked about that day with anyone else before. I feel hopeful for the first time in my life," I kiss her before she can say something back, taking her breath away by the way she gasps and her rosy cheeks heat from my touch.
She was my weakness and I will be her best weapon against the world.
I felt her warmth through the kiss, the way she slowly kissed me back with shy manner. That makes me lift her on the desk as I step between her legs.
Cradling her jaw, I kiss a trail from her mouth to her neck, kissing, biting and licking like I was starving for her and that's how I felt. She was the air I breathed.
Pressing my bulge against her, I hiss in painful pleasure to feel her so close but not enough. I felt like dying without her.
Not to overwhelm her with my greed for her, I regretfully pull away, knowing she's new to this. I'm her first man so I didn't want to scare her because I need to fuck her like an animal in heat.
Her eyes are closed, her lips parted from panting, her beautiful face flushed when I look down at her. Stroking her bottom lip, I groan and turn around before I take her right there on my desk, my cock throbbing at the thought.
Taking another glass of whiskey, I drink it with urgency, feeling even thirstier, my uniform suddenly hot on my skin. I wanted to take a little smoke break from her but I remember that she doesn't like it when I smoke, it will make her feel sick so I suppress the pain in my lungs , ignoring the box of cigarettes not far away behind my girl who still sits at the edge of my desk, looking like I just fucked her with how dazed her eyes are as she tries to come back from the pleasure coma. Despite my frustration, I smirk.
She couldn't resist me if she tried.
Unzipping my bulletproof vest, I slip it off and go for my shirt next, the material pulled over my head in an instant.
Arianna suddenly looks even more flustered when she starts coughing," W-what are you doing? Why are you undressing?" Her voice is high pitched now because of nerves.
Despite her shyness, she still can't look away from my body when I turn around to make another drink. With the glass in hand, I go to the sofa which was bought for resting purposes when I needed to lie down to think about something.
Settling in the soft seat, I lazily stretch my legs out and drape my right arm over the sofa, slowly taking another sip of whiskey, the taste burning my throat deliciously, my eyes closing for a moment when I lean my head against the wall behind.
Shit, I will be tipsy if I keep drinking and since I couldn't smoke, this was the only option to calm myself down.
My girl is still watching me when I open my eyes and her attention on me makes me just to grab her and devour her.
She looks embarrassed when I catch her staring. I can't help but smile.
My body was in a good shape because I was going to the gym everyday lifting weights and doing physical work with my victims when I need to move them from location to location so I was proud of it. My tattoos were made over the years all over my chest and arms, their meanings important for each and I felt pretty confident about my body to know I could attract anyone with just a little attention from me.
Bad for others though, I have eyes only on the woman in front of me.
Arianna bites her lip, we both still saying nothing when I take another sip, my headache still killing me but that didn't distracted me for looking at her, letting her see my need for her.
It felt good for my girl being in my place but this was not my official house. I started renting this only because I needed to be closer to Arianna. Soon if she accepts me, I will take her to my penthouse in the city and she will sleep in my bed every night.
"Come here, baby," I softly command her and wait if she refuses.
If she did...well, I will not stop her for running away. I love the chase anyway.
She surprises me when she hops from the desk with her little feet, standing shakily and nervously walking towards me.
My smile stretches wider.
Well, well. She already has started falling for me and in no time I will have her heart.