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Like an obsessed man he stares at his sleeping girl. It gives his beast inside an enormous amount of pleasure to see her sleeping in his bed and in his clothes.
His!
He watches her chest rises and falls in small steady breath making her look like an innocent child. He can't not stare her when she is this beautiful without even knowing it. She looks like an angel residing in her heaven and he aches to taste a piece of this heaven.
Last night was the best night of his life just like today is the anniversary of the worst day of his life.
Did she mean what she said last night?
Did she really love the monster like him?
How could she love him when all he does hurt her?
His f****d up past hurts her even though she doesn't know the half of it and he is sure his future will make h
