Iwhit you DRAGULA
Finally, William is growing up,” Ava commented. I looked at her indignantly, as I had always been very sensible.
“What a slander!” I pretended to be offended.
“I won’t say anything,” she replied.
We had dinner between jokes and haughter. It’s so good to be with them. They were my real family, and you don’t have to share blood to be family. They were my chosen family.
During dinner, 1 could barely disguise my glances at Julia. I don’t know what it is about her, but there is something that draws me to her. I just want to be next to her. Furthermore, I can’t take my eyes off her. I’m hypnotized just looking at this girl. She has power over me like no one ever has. My feelings for her go beyond anything I’ve ever felt for anyone.
She is something I didn’t know I needed, there she was, in the most beautiful corner of all my meaningless stories. She was among the books I haven’t read, the movies I haven’t seen, and the streets I haven’t walked. There, I could ask for nothing more than to have her with me.
You know that feeling of being happy just by imagining that person? When you remember that they could be with anyone else, but they choose to be by your side, even when you’re hard to deal with and make more mistakes than successes. When your lips smile just by saying her name you find peace only in her arms. When you look into her eyes and see your whole world right in front of you. You almost die of jealousy when you see others looking at her. When you’ve barely said goodbye to Herald, you’re already missing her and counting the hours until you see her again.
Even a fraction of a second without thinking about her feels strange, like something is missing. When you remember what your life was like before she came in an you find no joy or meaning, because deep down, you know she’s the one who gave you life, you say, “Yes, I know all this since she came into my life, and all these “people” are summed up in her.
My addiction is to have her with me. The night is like a child to us; with her, I fulfill the greatest desires and fantasies. With her, I shout and whisper how much love her and how I only want her. With her, until the break of day, I love you very much, my naughty and delicious girl.
Escaping at night
POV JULIA
I need him. I need his scent, his affection, and his kiss. Furthermore, I can’t go a day without hearing the sound of his voice and his delightful laughter. Even though I can’t hug, kiss, and hold him every day, I feel him close to me, taking care of my heart and thoughts. I count the hours to see him, when hes not here, it feels like a part of me is missing. I want him beyond what Efe can offer, I want him for all eternity.
Likewise, I need his smile, his care, and his jealousy. I can’t be without him. I want no barriers to separate us because I know our love is stronger than that, and together we can face all evil and problems. Still, I’m afraid of losing him–of being without him, without his brave way of facing life, without him as a person. I want his scent impregnated in my sheets
I want to tell him how much I like him while he tells
how much he likes me too. Furthermore, I wont every fight and thoughtless word to end with a kiss and a tight hug. I want to lose myself in the sheets with his, I want to wake up in the morning and admire his beautiful face while he smiles and pulls me closer. Likewise, I want to sleep peacefully, holding on to him, knowing that in the morning, he’ll still be here. I want him. He’s everything I want and everything I need. If he’s with me, I don’t need anyone else.
I’m lying here, lost in my thoughts, all of which revolve around him, William, the owner of my sleepless nights, and all my thoughts. I heard the noise of something falling on my balcony. Furthermore, I thought it was the wind knocking something over, but there was no wind. I quickly get up and hesitate whether to open the window or not. I look around, searching for something to help me in case it’s a burglar. Likewise, I decided to grab a slipper and hold it firmly in my hand as I approached the window, opening it and looking out onto my balcony. The lower pot that was there is on the ground, I feel strong arms embracing me, and I turn abruptly, starting to hit the person trying to hold my arms.
“Help!” I scream, but the man covers my mouth, preventing me from yelling, and guides me back to my room. He puts me on the bed and lies over me. I look at the man in front of me, shocked; it’s William.
“Calm down!” he pleaded.
I grumbled at him to take his hand off my mouth.
Don’t scream,” he warned, removing his hand.
“What’s your problem?” I snapped, hitting his chest.
Calm down, princess,” he said, holding my arms above my head.
“Calm down? You almost scared me to death,” I said, still angry. He denied it and gave me a lingering kiss.
“Sorry,” he apologized. “I want to overwhelm you with love, not fright,” he added with a smile.
“What are you doing here? I thought you had left?” I asked.
He caressed my face and replied, “I did, but I said I wanted you tonight, and I always get what I want.”
“Oh, how p
* presumptuous!” I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me,” he said firmly. “At least, not right now.”
“How did you climb up to my balcony? You’re too old for that, don’t you think?” I teased
“TII show you “old“,” he said, kissing me fiercely. I was only wearing a shirt I borrowed from Brian. I love men’s clothing. William’s hand traveled up my legs. squeezing my buttocks,
Im not sure if this is a good idea here, I gasped, regaining my composure.
“Let’s go to a hotel,” he requested, kissing me again.
“Why not your place?” I asked between kisses.
“There’s a hotel nearby, it’s quicker,” he said, desire overflowing in his eyes. “I want you badly.”
“It’s crazy,” I denied with a laugh.
“And I’m crazy about you,” he said, kissing me again. “Shall we?” he asked.
I nodded, not even fully mare of my actions, this man just made me lose it
“Il pack a big quickly.” I said.
Til help you,” he said, getting up and helping me up too.
I grabbed a backpack and packed some clothes and toiletries.
I quickly changed in front of William, who couldn’t help but touch me now and thenri.
“I like this lingerie,” he said, holding a red one. It was new, I had never wom it before. It had a chain on the back with the words all yours.
“It’s new, I’ve never worn it,” I said while combing my hair.
“The next L
time we go out, I want you to wear it.” He put it back in the drawer.
“You’re quite demanding.” I joked, getting closer to him and kissing him.
“When it comes to you, I am,” he said. “Ready to go?” he asked.
“I’m not jumping out the window,” I said, crossing my arms,
“Yes, you will,” he said with authority.
“What if I fall and break a leg or an arm? Or worse, my head?” I dramatized.
be down there to catch you. I’ll never let you fall and get hurt. Trust me,” he reached out his hand.
I was afraid of jumping out the window. My house was huge, and the distance between my room’s balcony and the ground was considerable.
But surprisingly, William gave me an unbelievable amount of confidence.
I firmly held his hand, and we went to the balcony. William handed me my bag, and then he jumped to the tree next to the balcony, and then to the ground. It happened so quickly that I could barely process it
He signaled for me to jump as well, but I was terrified, that was the truth.
“I’ll come up there,” he said, pretending to climb the tree again, but I refused and summoned my courage to jump into the tree. I almost fall, but I managed to hold
“Jump?” he asked, spreading his arms. I closed my eyes and threw myself down, feeling the impact of something, and I landed on top of him. Both of us ended up on the ground.
“Damn it,” he grumbled from beneath me.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized, getting up and trying to help him up.
“You threw yourself right on top of me,” He got up, wincing in pain
“Are you hurt?” I asked, concerned.
“Don’t worry. I’m fine.” He hugged me sideways. “Let’s go.”
He picked up the bag that I had with me, and we walked to his car parked on the street behind. William had a pained expression; it was obvious he had injured
himself.
e you sure you’re okay?” I asked as we got into the car. He remained silent, looking at his hand, which was red, bruised, or swollen–I don’t know.
“Are
“I think I broke my hand,” he said casually, making me jump in shock.
“Seriously?” I asked, and he nodded. “Oh my God! Let’s go to the hospital,” I said quickly.
“Calm down, it’s not even hurting that much,” he lied.
“Stop pretending, look how bruised it in,” I said, examining his hand.
“Don’t worry,” he said, caressing my face. Tears were already Bling my eyes, and I wanted to cry. “Don’t feel like this, my love, it’s okay,”
