"Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a dead thing that anyone can own.

 "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear.

 "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?"
      
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Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One?

What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all?

In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? 

  Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives the race. Is she strong and brave?

Triggers are present.

Submission To His Desires

I was lost yet again in those mysterious green orbs, staring at me with something undecipherable. Those eyes could look right through me, at my soul, and I won't even protest. How could green be so mesmerizing? 


I never understood how people said that you could read anyone by looking them in the eye. Maybe you can feel it? Just like I could feel his gaze on me. 


Those hypnotic eyes narrowed a bit, annoyed maybe? Scrutinizing me, trying to read me, expecting me to look away, but I was trapped in those green meshes. 


Numerous thoughts crossed my mind, numerous questions whirled around in my head, but that would mean that I will have to confront him. I was still confused by his actions and I really wanted to solve the mystery named Dimitri Nevada. 


Maybe it was good luck, or maybe it was just a coincidence when I felt the chair in the next row, just beside me screech, diverting my attention to the famous jock Abel. I can't deny that I was thankful for the distraction. 


CHAPTER : 24