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He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. 

A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious.

Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, 

"You have a visitor." His rasps calmly.

"Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived.

Surprising, He only visits when she is alone.

"One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions."

He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze.

"Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside.

And Rose lied, "No." 

But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration.

"You should be."  

He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes.

"It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out."

"You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually.

"Excuse me?"

"Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. 

What the hell is he up to?

"This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch.

"I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. 

"Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert."

His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze.

"When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her.

"Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. 

"Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door.

"Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow.

"Because I've seen it before."

"You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise.

"I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." 

"Whom?" 

"You don't need to know." He closes off.

"Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" 

"You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope.

"Please."

"You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." 

 "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left.

Now she felt true fear for the first time.

==

In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. 

Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. 

For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. 

In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue.

And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. 

With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her.

Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

He Comes At Night

He arched an infuriatingly perfect brow. "The same as everyone else. I go here."

Oh, fantastic. Just what I was hoping for—note the sarcasm.

"And, judging by your presence, I assume you're starting here too?" he added, tilting his head slightly, his gaze dropping to me like a predator sizing up prey.

I had to stop myself from blurting, 'Well your assumptions are just as dumb as you are, pal.'

Not because I didn't want to say it, but because that kind of comeback has a nasty habit of biting you in the ass later; especially when they are not true.

Before I could conjure up a reply, his attention shifted. The slightly tolerable demeanor of indifference was quickly replaced by pure annoyance. Like he just tasted a sour apple.

Standing right next to me, Leo had been silently watching this mess unfold. And now, Mr. Arrogant was glaring daggers at him all the while also sizing him up with his eyes.

The intensity of it was enough to make me glad it wasn't directed at me. But I couldn't help but feel a little bad for Leo.

Almost. I don't know him that well yet. He could be some sweet-talking playboy for all I know.

With almost like a growl, he groaned, "So you're still attracting attention from wild mutts, I see." He threw a mean look in Leo's direction.

Turning my head to the person he was glaring his eyes out at, I indeed found none other than Leo with just as intense glare on his part directed at -well I just realized I don't even know his name-

Let's just call him hot stran- Nope, just, Stranger.

I realized I was standing in the middle of a glaring match between two buffs, who looked like they would pounce at each other any moment now, leaving me confused and also kinda excited.

"Watch your tongue before you loose it, hermit." i could feel the seething rage in Leo's demeanor as spit the words out. A total contrast to how he were with me a moment ago.

Wow, looks like he hate him more then I do.

"Hermit? Really? That's the best you could do?" A cocky smirk appeared on the Stranger's face, no doubt judging poor old Leo at the moment.

Well, I have to admit, it was a weak one.

But I'm sure he could do better, in no way I'm siding with this arrogant ass.

"You know this guy?" this time the question came from Leo who was now looking at me incredulously as he pointed a finger him his direction.

And boy was I glad he wasn't glaring any longer but still frowning way too much for his good looks. His glare wasn't all roses either.

"I can't say that I-", I was cut off by a gruff voice from where The Stranger was standing –and yes I am committing to that name.

"She does. But what I fail to see is how that's any of your concern." He was being dismissive with Leo like he didn't even deserve a minute of his 'oh so regal' attention.

"No I d-" And he did it again, going off right when I was speaking.

If he was gonna make a habit out of this. He and I are gonna have a serious problem; among many others.

"Oh so you forgot what happened last night so quickly?" The arrogant stranger looked at me with pinched brows like he was taking a personal offense in that.

However I could see right through to what he was doing.

The ass deliberately put it in such an odd way it felt like he was insinuating as if there was more to our encounter last night. Like something happened between us... god forbid, something explicit.

21. The Hot Stranger (Part 2)