Lonely girl × stalker
Genre: Dark Romance / Psychological Love / Smut
June is a girl who want to loved by every one, she had never known What love looked like.
Her mother had died when she was young. Her father drank too much and touched too rough. She had been traumatized since her mother was gone. The home wasn’t walls and warmth to her, it was silence,fear and cold bruises she had to cover every morning before college.
Life has always been Like this for her.
One day on her way back to home. She couldn’t explain why, but she knew that someone was watching.
At first it terrified her - a shadow in alley a figure under the lamp light across her college. No matter where she goes, she feel like someone is watching her.
That shadow never hurt her. Just watched.
One night when her father drank came at her with a belt tried to hit her like no break, and even though she screamed no one around heard her.
Expect one person.
After everything went black.
She woke up in a small wooden cabin her hand weren't tied, but the door was locked. There was a small fire buring a warm blanket on her and a tray of soup next to her bed.
Than she saw a man. He was big and tall, with tattoos and a lip ring.
"I'm Ryan" he said gently, kneeling beside her. His voice was deep but calm. "You've seen me before."
June stared at him, and the realisation bloomed in her chest.
"You're the one who's been following me." She turns her head, her eyes widened as she saw her photos neatly placed across one side of the wall.
"I never wanted to hurt you" he said "But I couldn’t let him keep hurting you."
"You can live here as my princess " he smile
She panicked.
Screamed.
Throw things.
Tried to run.
But ryan never yelled. He never touched her unless she allowed it. Days passed.
Then a week, no one came for her.
She stopped screaming and slowly...she started talking.
He cooked for her, he cleaned her wound and he changed her bed sheets. She began to feel something she didn't understand - something warm, something deep, something like love or maybe something darker.
One rainy night, she walked into the living room while he was making a fire.
She sat beside him and asked quietly "why do you like me?...Everyone else hates me and bully....but with you, I feel something why?"
He look at her and said "Because I see you june. The real you. Not the one they broke."
She had nothing to left she just want to be happy in her life.
"Do you want me Ryan?" She asked quietly
"I don't want to force__"
"You are not forcing me" she said softly "I just want to feel wanted."
She walked over and he pulled her over his lap, locked his arms around her like he'd never let go. Their faces were close. He looked like he had waited his whole life for this. He gently kissed her and she kissed him back.
- hungry and full of need.
He picked her up gently carried her to the bed,and laid her down carefully like she meant everything to him.
He kissed her all over - her neck,her chest, her thighs. His hand moved across her body like he was Memorizing her, when he went down on her. She cried out, shaking.
"R-ryan"... She whispered.
"You belongs to me now" he said his voice rough. "No one else will dare hurt you again."
When he finally entered her,she didn’t cry from pain. She cried because for the first time in her life, she felt wanted.
Needed.loved. He moved slowly, holding her hand. Their bodies joined like they were made for each other
She Reached her climax first,moaning his name. He followed, collapsing beside her, kissing her gently. He wrapped his arms around her afterward she held onto him tightly, warm and safe.
"I don't want to go back," she whispered
"You don't have to," he replied.
She smiled. For the first time in her life, she felt complete.
Maybe he had taken her away from the world.
But he gave her everything she'd been missing. Love,safety,a home.
They didn’t know what would happen next in their lives.
She wasn’t his prisoner.
She could’ve run.
She didn’t.
Because in his madness… she found warmth.
She remained his.
Hope you will like my frist story
-twilight 🦋
