The walk towards his room was both aesthetically pleasing and nerve-wracking. I had been in his bed before, but knowing that I would be in his bed again, this time with him taking it to me naked with only a robe he had pulled on me last minute before leaving the room, it did some thing to my heart. To my mind. To my brain."You are perfect even from down here too," I said, my voice low, my chest heaving.He looked down at me, then gave a small laugh. "Perfect? You should see you, sweetheart."I gave a small chuckle, then wrapped my hands around his shoulders, pushing my body up to him, my face buried in his neck."You smell so good, too."He didn't reply, and my heart skipped a beat as the door slowly opened. "You haven't been here before," he said, walking in, his eyes meeting mine. I bit down on my lips and slowly turned to the room. My breath hitched, my lips parting as I took in the room. His room was massive, and it had a large window just like mine.It had a round bed that lev
My eyes fluttered open. It was dark, with small streaks of light reflected from the illumination outside. My brows furrowed as I watched the sky through the slowly moving drapes. It was completely dark and probably around midnight.I could vividly remember Florian tucking me in, his hand holding mine till I fell asleep. I turned. He wasn't in the room anymore.I bit down on my lips, then slowly leaned up, the sheets falling off my body. I was now wrapped in a robe, my chest heaving as I tried to take in the room. It was dark, and I moved, pushing the sheets away from me.My feet touched the cold mahogany floor, and I navigated my way to the door. The house was quiet, and I slowly walked downstairs. The house was fairly dark, and I wasn't even sure where I was going, but I just felt like I needed to go somewhere.The living room was quiet too, and I slowly walked towards the open kitchen. I stopped, my eyes slightly widening.Florian was in the kitchen, bent over the work table. He had
I slowly dropped the knife I was holding, my chest lightly heaving as I avoided Florian's gaze. Does this mean that my parents would be helping Ronan run away after what he just did to me? I know he never held a job, and for a trip like that, my father would have to be sponsoring it. How can they do this to me?I turned to Florian. He was sitting on the counter, his eyes fixed on me, his expression solemn. I felt tears sting the back of my eyes, and I immediately shook them off, then started to turn back to the meat.I had no appetite at this point, and no motivation to do anything at all. I wanted to curl up in bed and close my eyes, and just pretend that none of this ever happened to me. That my brother hadn't aided in my violation. That my parents were not helping him escape in turn."Roxanne."I looked up to Florian, and he gave a small smile, then moved backwards, tapping lightly on the small space between his legs."Come here."I looked down, then shook my head. "I won't fit."H
"Are you still in the mood for this?" I asked, backing away from where Florian was sitting.I could see reluctance in his eyes as I moved away, but that proximity was a little too dangerous for my heart, and I couldn't take it anymore."Maybe," he said, then leaned back, resting his weight on his hands, his eyes holding mine. "Are you?"I shrugged. "I am mostly just hungry. Not really in the mood to cut this up."He laughed, his lower lip slowly sliding into his mouth, his teeth gently biting down on it. Fuck."Want to go for a little ride? We can get you something to eat, and I can pull your pigtails under the moonlight."I laughed. "Just how much do you remember?"He shrugged. "Everything. Blame the photographs in my mind."I smiled, then washed my hand and quickly put the meat back in the freezer and turned to him. Mentioning photographs brought back something to my head, and I dried out my hands on the kitchen towel, then turned to him.He was watching me with those predatory eyes
It was dark, but for some reason, I felt extremely calm, my body relaxing into the seat. Florian had rolled the windows down, and my hair was slowly moving with the slow night breeze, a small smile playing on my lips."I should have done this earlier," Florian said suddenly, and I turned to him, my eyes taking him in. "You look so darn happy."I laughed, then turned away again. "It just reminds me of the day I got my first car. Driving around the city, pushing everything away, and just..." I trailed off, then smiled. He nodded slowly. "You look good when you're happy."I laughed again, then leaned back, stretching my legs over the dashboard. My feet blocked the view, and I pulled away, my brows furrowing. I wanted to have my legs stretched but didn't want to compromise on the view in front of me.Not like it was much, but the serenity, the light from the car cutting through the darkness, something about it just calmed me."Put it here," Florian suddenly said as he tapped on his thigh
It was dark, but for some reason, I felt extremely calm, my body relaxing into the seat. Florian had rolled the windows down, and my hair was slowly moving with the slow night breeze, a small smile playing on my lips."I should have done this earlier," Florian said suddenly, and I turned to him, my eyes taking him in. "You look so darn happy."I laughed, then turned away again. "It just reminds me of the day I got my first car. Driving around the city, pushing everything away, and just..." I trailed off, then smiled. He nodded slowly. "You look good when you're happy."I laughed again, then leaned back, stretching my legs over the dashboard. My feet blocked the view, and I pulled away, my brows furrowing. I wanted to have my legs stretched but didn't want to compromise on the view in front of me.Not like it was much, but the serenity, the light from the car cutting through the darkness, something about it just calmed me."Put it here," Florian suddenly said as he tapped on his thigh
I watched Florian as he got out of the car, my mind going back to that one incident that year. I remember just how pissed florian had looked the night I had announced that I had a crush in Matt, who was the geeky science genius I was paired with for group work in high school, and how I wanted to go on what could have passed as a beach date with him and a few others.It felt crazy to me now how I could have missed Florian's possessiveness then, but I was genuinely curious and far too afraid to let myself build castles in the air.When I had brought that dark red bikini with blooming roses all over the bikini, Florian had been just as silent, his brows drawn. I remember it was mum, Ronan, and Florian that night, and mum had said it highlighted the stretch marks on my thighs, and Ronan had plainly said I looked fat in it.Florian, on the other hand, had kept completely silent. It made me laugh now, just remembering him back then, his eyes dark, his lips set in a defiant, straight line.T
"Florian," I said, but he didn't stop. He pulled me towards the car and opened the door, then stepped away and turned to me, his eyes holding mine.I swallowed, then slowly entered the car, my lips parting as I looked up to him. He never said a word even as he closed the door on me and walked around the car. I turned, and I could see Ronan come out of the cafe, his eyes wide as he watched Florian come into the car and close the door.I turned to Florian, whose eyes were fixed on the steering as he turned the ignition on and pulled out of the parking lot, his brows drawn, his hand gripping the steering wheel tight.I thought I had seen Ronan suddenly start running and limping towards another parked car, but he was soon behind me, and I couldn't see anything else."Florian." His jaws clenched before he slowly turned to me. "We will find something else for you to eat.""That's not what I want to hear right now.""What do you want to hear?" He asked, his voice low, with underlying d