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"You are the mother of that little girl?she's beautiful, you should take care of her "

I was taken aback by her abrupt change of topic and the sudden edge in her tone .

Was it just a casual spoken word, it sounded straight like a warning.....no, it sounded almost like a threat.

"What are you trying to say?"

She shrugged lightly but I didn't miss the slight hesitant look in her gaze.

"You just seem like a nice person , and nice people always get hurt isn't it?"

She walked out the door after that, I stared after the door that had been left ajar even though she had completely disappeared from view.

Her last words replayed inside my head , the warning in her tone had been clear....even though a little hesitant.

From the very first time she had approached me, then following me all the way here, there were so many questionable things about her.

She'd been weird but for some reason she hadn't seemed harmful.

My thoughts died down as Hayden walked through the door, I didn't miss the way his gaze scanned every portion of the room before it landed on me once again.

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HAYDEN

All day I kept getting distracted, there was so much work to be done considering the fact that I had taken that few weeks off.

All my thoughts kept zeroing back to last night..

When she'd told me she doesn't hate me j had felt something in me snapped, but when she'd told me she loved me I felt like a changed man.At that moment even if I were to die it would have been the perfect fucking way to go.

Her gaze had been fixed on me telling me she needed me as badly as I craved her.

That wasn't true though, no one would ever feel as I did for her, not even she would be able to return it to me with the same stormy consuming passion.

Still i've never been so god damned afraid of making a mistake.I don't want to make any mistakes with her.

A deep part of me regretted when she had said she got used to everything....my obsession..My darkness , but an innermost part of me was thrilled, I had to suppress it and subdue it under control.She shouldn't have had to get used to that, I didn't realized earlier but I also messed her up more than I had thought.

Now my whole body was thrumming with anticipating to see her, needed to see that look in her eyes again, need to hear those soft spoken words...

Sure as hell I knew I didn't fucking deserve any of it..

And probably will never will..

From the start I was no god damned saint, anything but that...A fucked up villain would be the right word to describe me.I wished I didn't have to drag her into it, I've always been selfish when it comes to her, I don't think that would change anytime soon especially now I know she wanted me...And has accepted me.

I couldn't suppress the wave of protectiveness I felt towards her, it had always been like this for me.

She could only belong to me, she could only be pried out of my life from my cold lifeless fingers.

I heard voices as I approached, one I knew just well to be hers, then another.I stopped myself just in time from crashing into a body as I made my way inside the library room.

To my surprise it was Melissa?

Here?