SINCLAIR’S POV
I'm determined to mess with that little Italian princess, as her face couldn't get out of my head, for some f****d up reasons.
I'm not into petite girls, that could break under me during s*x, but she was all over my head, and the urge to mess with her keeps tugging at my demons.
They wanted to play, break and mess with her so bad.
And things kept getting even worse, as she wasn't anywhere but my face.
Wherever I went, I always met with her, like a f*****g stalker.
After meeting her at the mall in the afternoon, I also saw her at the freshman party tonight.
She had no idea I was sitting closer to her, not until her eyes accidentally fell on mine.
I loved the fact that panic surged through her upon seeing me.
She was scared of me, and what I might do to her.
It was f
