Yes, Master by Marwa M (best books to read for women .TXT) π
Valerie
Have no idea of her last name. She was born in an orphanage. Grown up there but with only one thought.
Being a slave of her master.
She was born for him. She was grown up with keeping his name in her mind as her master. The person who owns her. Her days went by hearing his name continuously. Her nights went sleepless as her dreams also caught by his presence.
There wasn't even a single day when she didn't hear herself called as his slave. Whore. Slut. She knew she was his but again why her heart doesn't want to accept him. Why she still want to be rebel when she knew she's helpess.
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I walk out after getting ready but instantly stop watching my Lil kitten sitting on the bed. Her hand was placed on her stomach where my name is craved. While her face is scrunched up in pain.
The anger and lava that was burning in me fade away. My shirt looks so damn beautiful on her. Her milky skin looks so ethereal in my black shirt that is quite oversized for her.
"You woke up." Her head snaps up only to meet my blank gaze. I am still mad but not at her. But my bitch of a father.
I chuckle watching her tremble as I start to walk towards her. She is so fragile. And I love it when she is scared. It gives me weird pleasure. Well, I am a sadist. Aren't I.
I gently pick her up in a bridal style making her hiss as my action definitely affect her wound. Slowly I place her on my laps letting myself be seated on the sofa.
She is completely naked only my shirt is covering her upper body with no undergarments. Her head is dip down. My scared kitten.
She gasps a bit when I wrap my arms around her and pull her completely in my arms. I hug her gently digging my head in the side of her neck. She smells aesthetic. So addicting. So beautiful.
"Hug me back," I whisper in a cold tone and she being my obedient angel wraps her arms around me hissing a bit as it pressured her wound.
I give a light tug on her waist engulfing her deeply in my embrace. My anger. My madness. Everything fades away in a minute.
Her scent is so addicting. Her mere presence is like a drug. I think I finally found a girl I ever wish to have. She is mine. And will remain as mine till death do us apart.
I nuzzle in her crook closing my eyes. I can't do this. I don't want to let her go. I want her. I want her to be mine till I am alive. She will remain as my woman. She can't leave me. I wouldn't let her.
I am the devil. This is my hell and I am crazily obsessed with this angel that I have trapped.
Even the devil was defeated once only if he knew his own actions will be his miserable downfall.
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