Obsession

by Harleigh Beck

“Don’t let yourself be charmed by him. He’s a serial killer who murdered fourteen women,”

“He’s just a man,” I whisper. But I know he’s not. Robbie is the closest I’ve been to tasting the sweetness of death. I was so close to freedom I could feel its soothing caress wrap itself around my fragile heart.

If you lived in the shadows long enough, you soon called them your home.

“My story belongs to you, Savannah. My confession is yours and yours alone.”

“Listen to me carefully, Savannah. You’re going to turn Elliot down, unless you want the sniffing dog to die a slow, painful death.”

“No one gets to touch you, Savannah. No one gets to so much as imagine you naked and needy.” “You can’t slaughter everyone who fantasizes about me.” “Watch me.”

He shoves my skirt up to my waist and growls low in his throat. So…I didn’t put on panties this morning. “Fuck me,” he whispers, wrenching my quivering thighs apart and staring at my pussy. “You’re going to be the death of me…” “You’re the killer here, Robbie. So ruin me.”

“You have a choice, ma’am. I’ll gladly burn the world down for you. And I will, without a second’s hesitation. Now, the question is, do you want to burn it to the ground?”

“I can’t promise I won’t do the same to you, but I can promise to slay every fucking dragon from your past and bring their heads to you on a silver platter. I’m a monster, Savannah. So, let me do what I was born to do. Let me love you the only way I know how.”

“Don’t forget who owns you, beautiful. If you provoke me, you won’t like the consequences.”