I rushed upstairs ready to resume my shower but I nearly fell from what I saw. The woman from the cafe's ex-husband was lying there in my shower drenched in blood. I was scared so freaking scared that I almost fainted. I could call 911 but they would probably think I did it but, I still would do it right? I reached for my phone on top of the table and pressed the digits in. "Hello miss, how can I help you"
"umm hello, there is a man soaked through with blood in my shower. I don't know how it got there" My voice sounded like I was going to cry, maybe I should but I couldn't find any sympathy for that man. What is wrong with me? Usually, I would be lying on the floor crying, bathed in my sweat from stress. How did it get here? "We will send help," she said as she hung up. Oh no, who was he? Was it that man I saw at the cafe? I looked back at the table and there was a small white envelope with a red heart on the front. How couldn't I have noticed it earlier? My heart skipped a beat. This had to go before the ambulance got here. I grabbed it and brought it to my room. I put it under my pillow. I couldn't help but be curious. What could be on it I wondered. I heard the sirens coming near me. I was scared, scared of what might come. Have I done something wrong? Why would someone bring his body to me? I heard a knock on the door and I rushed downstairs, nearly falling from the stairs. I opened the door and they all rushed inside. "It is upstairs" They climbed the stairs even faster than I did downstairs. "Miss, have you noticed that it was placed there, or was it you who killed him"
"It wasn't me I swear and I was showering and I heard a knock on my front door so I went to check and I came downstairs and the body was there" I was out of breath, It felt like a hand was pressed against my throat. "Have you noticed someone following you?" he said that calmly but the idea of someone stalking me was way worse than dead. Had he been seeing me naked? Oh fvck. I shook my head. "Name?" "Roselynn" "Age" "20" "Do you live alone?" "Uhh well yess" "Step outside we'll handle it" I stepped outside still in the towel wrapped around my body. I walk towards the woods trying to calm down when I hear a sound coming from the woods. I walk in it tracing where it came from. It was scary but I loved it. I walked further in the woods till I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned so hard around that I think I broke a bone. "Little rose what are you doing here?" it was the man from the café. How the hɛll is he here? And what the hɛll is he doing here? My heart beat loud maybe too loud. I stared at him. He was still wearing only black. He smirks at me while I observe his body. "Why were you staring at me while I was working," I said shaking. "You couldn't handle it little rose?" I swallow as he steps closer to me. His hand reached out and traced the curves of my body. He moves his face closer to mine. "Next time, little rose, don't call 911. It will make things a lot easier" he whispers in my ear. My heart pounded so hard and my breath choked in my throat.
"Why would you kill him" I yell his eyes looked at me surprised.
"You didn't cry over him but you cried over his wife so why would it matter" How the hɛll did he know that? He wasn't stalking me was he? I hate him yet it takes everything from me to scream at him. "Your heart is pounding little rose," he says as he places his hand on my heart. "Yes, cus I'm scared" he drops his hand and smirks. "So scared of me"
"Not of you asshole" he laughs, a real laugh it makes my heart skip a beat. "Careful what you say little rose, the next time you say it it will have consequences" "Why" he didn't answer but he reached up at my towel still twisted around my body, and started to pull. I tried to push his hand away but it didn't work, my towel fell on the ground. His gaze traveled over me while I tried to cover my hardened nipples and my drenched pussy. He pulls my hands away and kneels in front of me. His gaze burns on my pussy. I tried to cover it again but he stood up and pulled my arms up. His grip was tight on my wrist probably leaving a red mark. "Next time you do this I'll tie your hands up" he kneels again absorbing my pussy. "You're so wet, little rose," he said sending a shock up my spine. A part of me wanted him to fvck me so badly but the other part hated it. His fingers trail over my clit. His heat burned and my mind raised. I am not gonna let him fvck me. "Asshole" I curse. He stood up "Lay down little rose" I obeyed sitting on the branches. He kneels beside me. His dark eyes focused. On my nipples. His fingers circled them. He kissed my neck while he stook his other finger in my pussy, moving in and out. His hand felt good, raw. I moan in pleasure and I see that his eyes flash with amusement. "Sing for me little rose" he growls. He adds another finger. His fingers were thick, I was afraid it wouldn't fit but he just pushed harder. He pulls his hand out and licks it off. He softly moaned as he tasted my juices. "Open your legs wider little rose. I want to eat everything out of you till there is nothing left." His head sticks between my sticky thighs. He licks them off as he moves closer to my pussy. The moment he stuck his tongue in I knew I was fvcked. He felt so good, so familiar but I just met him. He fvcked me with his tongue. I moaned so hard that the police might have heard it. He stopped and he moaned in delight as he licked his lips. He lies down on his stomach as he sticks tree finger in, hard and rough. I screamed from pleasure. I had sex with multiple guys but he did something different to me. Like daring to run over knives. He was dangerous but it felt good. He stops and he stands up. "I hope you learned that I do as I say. Don't call me an asshole anymore or you will get punished little Rose." He stood up and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. "Good night little rose." He walked away. My thought raced trough my brain. What have I done?