
CONTAINS ADULT SCENES!
The word that is printed is the past.
...Happy Reading's...
A girl now appears to be sound asleep on her small size mattress. Sherlyn Villegas, after she found her first love this afternoon on campus, is now able to sleep after trying to close her eyes for almost two hours. Insomnias always relapse, especially with surprise after surprise that he got almost every day.
Sherlyn felt piqued when something soft and moist touched her right cheek. He moaned and turned in different directions from something that constantly touched his cheek. This time something soft, moist and warm touched his left cheek. Sherlyn blinked her eyes softly, and this time her eyes were completely sleepy after seeing someone right in front of her, smiling thinly.
“C..Chris.”
Chris just stared flatly at Sherlyn's shock. In his heart Chris really wanted to hug Sherlyn right now. How not, Sherlyn looks so cute expression like that. How her small eyes are rounded wide and accompanied by her thin lips that are slightly open.
Sherlyn's gaze turned to the big wall clock in the middle of her room, the clock showed three o'clock at night and how did Chris get into her room? Sherlyn felt a cold air bite her skin. He looked to the right and saw the window of his room that had opened wide. Sherlyn let out a heavy sigh, why would she think of such an insignificant matter.
“What do you want?”
Sherlyn looked at Chris with a glare. As if something like this wasn't the first time it happened, he swore his heart wasn't racing because of another man today, and he couldn't accept Chris punishing him. Sherlyn felt her heart begin to beat as Chris simply looked at her with a flat gaze as if not hearing her question.
“C..Chris?”
Sherlyn begins to panic as Chris climbs into her small size bed and begins to crawl toward her. Sherlyn held her breath when Chris's face was only a few inches from the front of her face. Chris was still expressionless, his face was still as flat as ever.
“You okay Lady? No one was hurt?”
Sherlyn felt her heart was really about to explode right then and there. Chris' flat face began to turn into a gentle gaze as well as a gentle smile of hers. Sherlyn felt her whole face heating up, very rarely did Chris express this way, especially with their very close distance.
“A..I'm okay, k..why?”
Sherlyn's breath was stirring, couldn't Chris take her face away. If Sherlyn could, she would have kept her face away from him earlier. His head is now on the bed and that means he can not move anywhere anymore. Chris's soft face now turned back into his flat face, and Sherlyn was very appreciative of Chris' drastic facial changes.
“You passed out on campus, what happened to you?” Chris asked with his face.
“D..Where do you know?”
Sherlyn stared intently at Chris' bright green eyes, trying to find the answer because she knew Chris would not answer her question. But the result is nil, he can not read the gaze of Chris. Because Chris looked at her blankly but her face looked flat, she was too dizzy to think about it.
“What happened to you?” Repeat Chris.
Sherlyn tried not to look into Chris' eyes as if she was interrogating him. He looked the other way, what should he answer Chris' question? There was actually something that knocked him unconscious, something that came to his mind lately, something related to the murder that Angle told him about.
“A..I'm just tired and-”
Sherlyn's eyes widened as Chris's eyeballs had now turned a deep red. Sherlyn's daily journey is re-recorded in Chris' memory. Sherlyn's energy began to drain, as if Chris was absorbing all of his energy through a gaze with his pitch-red eyeballs.
Chris is able to see Sherlyn pass out from hearing what Angle is talking about about the murder. Chris can see all the daily life that Sherlyn goes through, but he can't read Sherlyn's feelings and thoughts. That is the weakness of his people if he has found a partner. His strength will decrease as time goes on.
Chris's eyes closed tightly and a second later opened, Chris's deep red eyeballs turned bright green again. And Sherlyn collapses, Chris quickly restrains her body. And put her to bed slowly.
“I'm sorry My Lady.”
Chris began to draw his face closer to Sherlyn's face. And within seconds of their lips meeting, Chris dropped his body next to Sherlyn's body, his kiss nonstop. Chris' right arm pressed down on Sherlyn's nape, deepening his kiss. She felt Sherlyn open her mouth for her and she began to beat every corner of Sherlyn's mouth. Passion begins to overwhelm every inch of Chris' body.
Sherlyn can feel Chris' tongue exploring her mouth, but she feels strange. Chris' kiss was not as hot as usual, although the warmth was still felt in this kiss. Sherlyn closed her eyes, trying to enjoy the kiss given by Chris. ******* Sherlyn who was stuck in this kiss increasingly makes Chris want more than just a kiss, Chris' left arm began to open one by one pajamas owned by Sherlyn. Chris's kiss now turns on Sherlyn's neckline. But this time it was different, Chris' lips felt hot on his neck, the burning back.
“C..Chris, stop!”
Chris didn't hear what Sherlyn said. Chris's kiss is turning up, this time Chris' tongue is exploring Sherlyn's neck. And the burning feeling was getting worse. Sherlyn raised her head, her arms clenched firmly. Chris begins to bite down on Sherlyn's neckline, and Sherlyn feels her neck melting like a heated candle.
“Chris, stop!”
Sherlyn's shout this time was able to resuscitate Chris. Chris flinched and distanced his body, he could see all of Sherlyn's skin had flushed red. Chris's eyeballs turned green again, he clenched his hands, his feelings of regret began to appear. What exactly did he do to Sherlyn? He almost crossed his line. Nafsanya, he could barely control his lust.
Chris looked sadly at the face of Sherlyn who was unconscious this time. Why did it become like this? Why can't he control himself? Why would he do something like that to Sherlyn? Even Sherlyn could be killed if she kept going on with all her dirty plans for this little girl. Chris looked down inside.
“M..Sorry.”
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A man who had pale white skin was seen running with spirit, unceasingly expanding. The sweat had flooded his entire body which was covered in school uniforms. The scorching sun could not stop him from going to his destination, for he knew very well that his dear family must be waiting for him to come home.
Buk up!
The fifteen-year-old boy gasped when he hit someone and fell. His eyes could see a girl who was the same age as him had fallen on the sidewalk in the middle of this capital. Gently, the teenager helped the girl stand up. But what he felt was that the girl's body was cold and also shaking violently. What's really wrong with him?
“You all right?”
The teenage boy smiled gently, but he gasped when he saw the girl's next reaction. The girl jerked the arm that helped her and ran quickly away from her.
The young man looked at him in confusion, did he make a mistake? Why does he look so scared of her? Unfortunately, he did not see how the girl's face was because he had lowered his head.
“I'm like I've seen him before.”
The teenager felt something wet hit his arm. A thick liquid and a rancid smell stuck to his arm. He smelled that smell and gasped as the smell of blood burst forth. The teenage boy looked back, looking for the figure of the little girl he hit. But the girl had disappeared, as if carried away by the wind.
A man is seen waking from his dream. He was sitting on his king size mattress, his breathing was excited, his heart was beating violently. Why did the past come back? The day that both of his very loved ones were killed was very sadistic.
The man looked down deeply, his tears welling up in his eyes. The shadow of the girl with her petite body and brown mane continued to ring in her memory.
His hands clenched firmly, he had actually found the girl, the girl who was the main suspect in his head, the girl who had killed both of his parents. But he will put it off, put off the grudge he had about two years ago, until the time comes and what he wants. His tears now began to flow towards his thin cheeks but a second later his thin lips formed a grin, his arms clenched tightly.
“You will die, Sherlyn Villegas.”
To be continue...