LUCIAN:
Everything she wanted!
I just agreed to open up about who I am. If she knew as much as my real name, she'd be sprinting away from me.
Knowing who I am and what I've done will drive her far away from me but I blindly accepted just to get her to be mine.
When I started making promises I couldn't fulfil, I couldn't remember.
"Pinky promise?" She asked, pouting.
She looked so adorable.
I'm so fucked. I thought to myself.
"Pinky promise.” I muttered, grinning and she grinned back.
"Mine?"
"Not yet.” She stared at me, chewing her bottom lip.
"What more do you want?"
"You'll stop being bossy and you'll be my personal chauffeur?" She asked giving me her best puppy dog eyes "I'm all yours baby.” I grinned, shaking my head.
"Okay.” She nodded happily like I just told her it's Christmas. "Wait...one more thing.” I raised my brows in question.
"I'll consider this as one of my payments to you.” She added, smiling smugly.
"No. I'll tell you what I want as payment when the time comes.”
She frowned at that but as if she remembered something, Her eyes suddenly snapped to mine in confusion.
"How did you get in?"
I chuckled and she eyed me.
"What a time to remember.” I replied and she raised her brows.
"I have my ways.”
"Did you steal my key?"
"I don't need a key to get into your house.”
"Huh?"
I got my pocket knife and raised it for her to see.
"What? You broke into my house?" She huffed.
"Did I?" I cocked my brows, smirking. She looked so adorable with her angry expression.
"Are you sick?" She gritted out.
"Maybe I am.” She stared at me blankly. "For you.” I added.
"Lu… ohh.” Her cheeks reddened at the thought of what would have happened next but I was a little disappointed she remembered. "You can't just break into people's homes like you own them.”
"I can if they have what I want.” I shrugged nonchalantly.
She looked at me with mouth agape.
"Speechless?" I smirked.
"No," She shook her head as if convincing herself.
"Really?" I cocked a brow with a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
"Mmhmm,.” She muttered more to herself than me.
With that, she walked towards the stairs and I trailed behind her.
Getting to her room, I laid on her bed resting both of my arms under my head as she picked clothes from her closet and got into the bathroom.
While walking to her bed, I saw a car on the street through her window. I didn't let my gaze rest on it so as not to alert her.
Getting up, I got a proper look at it. It didn't take me time to know who it belonged to.
I knew the fucker was in it, trying to watch my every move or whatever the fuck he was doing.
Being nice isn't working out well for me. Soon he'll pull my last string and I'll gladly send him to hell to reunite with his bitch of a mom. I thought internally, with gritted teeth.
Getting back on the bed, I closed my eyes as the sweet smell of lavender invaded my nostrils.
My favorite fragrance.