In The Dark

by Chelsea Curto

“Plans change, and men in masks are fun.”

God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers?

“I’m not hiding in the shadows. I’m using my resources. Taking her on a long, romantic walk, except she doesn’t know I’m there.”

“That is literally stalking.” “Potato, poh-tah-toe. I’m not kidding when I say there was something special about this girl.”

I’m going to track you down, Maxine. And when I do, I’m going to make you mine.

“I have a habit of getting attached to things. If you keep talking to me like that, I might fall in love with you.”

“Three fingers in your cunt and a few minutes are all it would take for you to scream my name. And since I’m a gentleman, I’d leave your underwear on. There wouldn’t be a hair out of place. You’d walk out of here without anyone knowing you just had the best orgasm of your life, because you’re a good girl, aren’t you?” He rocks his hips forward, and I feel the brush of his hard cock against the inside of my thigh. “But maybe tonight you’d like to be my little slut.”

“Shh, baby. You can’t let anyone hear you. I don’t want to get in trouble. Can you be good for me?”

“When I play with things I like, I make sure to have my way with them.” “Does that mean you like me?” “Oh, Maxine.” He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, mouth right at the pulse point on my neck. “That’s one way to put it.”

“You make me want things I’ve never wanted before, and I don’t even know you.”

“My last name? My favorite food? My credit card number so you can buy yourself whatever you want? I can give you the world if you let me, Maxine.”

I’ve always liked being on my knees, but I just found my favorite alter. My new house of worship, and she’s never going to be able to get rid of me.

“You should know something about me, angel. If you want it? Ask. I’ll give it to you. Do you want me to kiss you, Maxine?” “I think I’d like that,” she whispers, and I smile. “Please.” “With pleasure,” I purr, crashing my mouth against hers.

I’ve always been a determined motherfucker. Someone who goes after what he wants, and right now, the only thing I need is Maxine Walters.

I need her like I need air, and I’m not going to stop until she’s mine.

I told myself I was only going to pass by, but now that I’m here, I might as well look inside to make sure she’s taking care of herself.

I might murder people for a living, but I’m also a considerate guy.

“I think that’s the nice thing about life. We’re all doing things at our own pace, and one path isn’t better than the other.”

“I’d never let you get hurt, Max.”

“But if I do, you’re going to be stuck with me for a very, very long time. No one else is going to touch you. No one else is going to have your pussy. It’s mine, Max. Whenever and wherever I want it. And I’m going to want you in a million different ways.”

“I’m about to give you the keys to my house, my motorcycle, and access to my entire bank account. Mercy.”

“Might need to get some pearls or a diamond on the back of the other hand so I can dress you up when I’m gripping your throat. A pretty necklace for my needy slut.”

“Okay, well, it’s hard to call you a creep when you’re being all noble and shit, but don’t watch her sleep. That crosses a line.” “No promises.”

“Is it the number for a psych ward? Because I have a feeling the jury is going to find you guilty of stalking, my friend. I promise to visit you in jail.”

“Just know if I go down, I’m going down fucking fighting for my girl.”

“Was it? It’s a good thing Max gave me her phone number so I could text her and tell her about the weird guy who just stole a pair of her underwear. Hunter. Put it back.” “I’m not a dog.”

Lmao

“I’m mad at you,” I whisper. “Very mad at you.” “Is this our first fight, angel?”

“You wanted to know how much laundry I fold. How many other cameras I have set up in bedrooms. The answer is none. I’m not sleeping with anyone else. I’m not following anyone else. I’m a loyal man, baby. When I’m attached to someone, I’m theirs. And it’s pretty fucking obvious I’m obsessed with you.”

“I don’t know anything about you! Is this the fucking mob? Am I going to be followed for sleeping with you?” “I’m flattered you think I’m special.”

But I’m a good serial killer. I promise.”

“You’re insane,” she mumbles. “Not insane,” I murmur, bringing my mouth to hers. The hitch in her breathing makes my cock throb in my jeans. “Thoroughly obsessed, remember? There’s a big difference.”

Baby, I’d put a ring on your finger tomorrow if it wouldn’t scare you off. What cake flavor should we go with? Do you want two kids or four?

“You’re mine, angel. My girl. My obsession.”

“I get it now. You don’t kill because you’re dark and evil. You kill to get rid of the dark and the evil. To bring good to the world. You’re the light people need, Hunter.”

I would cross every end of the universe to keep her safe.

“You are the most important thing to me, and I will keep you safe until the end of my days.”

“I can be a house husband, baby. I’m a man who wears many hats.”