Page 6 of The Dark Obsession

This is a man with a purpose.

Me.

The stranger continues to comfort me in the most unsettling way until my trembling somewhat subsides. Yet it doesn’t stop my heart from pounding hard in my chest, threatening to burst out.

Is he going to rape me, kill me? No, he would have done that by now. Instead, he’s whispering calming words to me.

That’s not confusing at all.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that I’m still in one piece but the suspense is slowly tearing me up inside.

The way he’s acting, touching me so tenderly in total contrast to the predicament we find ourselves in, giving me a whiplash.

“W-who…w-what…” I stutter, my voice breaking.

The man’s thumb ghosts over my mouth as he carefully studies my every micro expression, every twitch of my muscles.

“I’ll explain later.” He says with lethal calmness. “Now, you’re going to pack a bag and come with me.”

“N-no.”

Gripping my chin between his thumb and index finger, he brings his face impossibly close until we’re sharing breaths.

“That wasn’t a question, little one.” The man growls, making me shudder involuntarily.

Gathering all the remaining courage I didn’t think I had in me, I stare back at him with defiance, narrowing my eyes in protest.

“No.” This time I’m thanking my lucky stars that I managed to keep my tone even.

I won’t let this, whatever it is, happen to me without a fight.

All my life I’ve been this helpless, little girl. Coddled and sheltered by everyone around me.

And that weak, pliant version of myself that’s constantly, desperately trying to please my parents won’t help me now.

I need to figure something out.Quickly.

With his much bigger body over mine, there’s no way that I’d be able to overpower him.

Even if he wasn’t built like a damn bear on steroids, I have barely any muscle strength and probably wouldn’t stand a chance against an average sized male.

Or a female if we’re being completely honest.

Although his features are completely hidden behind a black balaclava, I can make out the subtle movement as his mouth pulls into a smirk.

Apparently, my defiance is amusing to him.

And utterly useless because when he finally leans back, rising to his full height, I immediately want to crawl back under my covers, close my eyes and pretend that all of this is just a bad dream.

The sheer size of this man is unlike anything I’ve seen before.

Impossibly tall with broad shoulders and muscles bulging underneath his completely black clothing.

He looms over me like a grim reaper, radiating pure strength and dominance.

Not to mention the amount of weapons strapped to his body, making him look like he just strode in here straight from a war zone.

And suddenly all my escape plans go out the window.

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