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he couldn't help but feel a bit of remorse knowing that his actions were probably FRIGHTENING for her. i mean who just randomly decides to sneak into someone's house randomly one night ? but the truth here was, hudson couldn't stay away any longer. he had to know her, he had to know what her touch felt like under his own. taking a deep breath, almost out of relief at the fact that she wasn't running & screaming for her life at this point. what the femme didn't realize is that he would never hurt her intentionally. he had this urge to protect her, just wanting to save her from all the horrible things in life. ❝ the roses are my favorite. i've been cutting the thorns off because i didn't want them to hurt you. ❞ he admits with a soft smile, his fingers moving from her hair down to the side of her cheek. his fingers landed on the side of her lip, dragging it down with his thumb. all he could think about was wanting to KISS HER. but he knew that he couldn't do that right now, that was something that would most likely happen within time. he needed to give her time to adjust to the news of him being the one sending her things.

                   ❝    wow   ,    yeah   .    i    noticed    that   .    that's    very   .   .   .    kind    of    you   .    to    be    concerned    about    me    getting    hurt   .    ❞    hardly    even    recognizes    her    own    voice    as    she    feeds    into    this    man's    delusions   .    has    never    felt    so    utterly    &    completely    stunned    in    place    before   ,    the    fear    must    be    radiating    off    of    her    like    a    thick    stench   .    doesn't    seem    to    deter    him   ,    though   ,    thumb    swiping    over    her    lesser    lip    with    an    ease    only    a    comfortable    significant    other    would    give   .    but    she'd    just    met    this    man    ―    or   ,    could    this    even    be    considered    meeting    ?    it    was    more    like    an    intrusion   .    remains    frozen    where    she's    sat   ,    peering    up    at    him    with    wide-eyed    hues   .    could    he    see    how    scared    she    was    ?    can    only    hope    she's    playing    it    off    as    best    she    can   ,    though    it's    doubtful   .    ❝    what    do    you   .   .   .    what    do    you    want    from    me    ?    ❞    doesn't    know    if    she    wants    to    hear    the    answer    to    that    question   ,    but    it    comes    out    anyway   .    something    telling    her    he    wanted    more    than    to    just    stand    here    touching    her    face    all    night   ,    getting    an    up    close    &    personal    look    at    her   .

licking his lips, he tries his best to bite back a chuckle. he found it funny that she was so willing to try & LIE TO HIM. what she didn't realize is he knew everything about her personal life. he knew where she worked, who she hung out with & down to the last thing she had for lunch. he hadn't been following her for months to learn NOTHING about her. he steps out of the darkness, his tall frame towering over her small one as she sits up in her bed. he reaches out to run fingers through her hair, a devious smirk on his features. ❝ niahm, we both know there isn't a boyfriend. but i do know you have an admirer. he's been leaving you gifts over the last few months, has he not ? roses, chocolates, even things that you were confused about, right ? ❞ he questions, trying to keep a straight face. it had been him sending her these gifts. he wanted her to know that he was watching, that he admired her in ways that no other person was capable of. ❝ did you enjoy the gifts i got for you, baby ? ❞ he says in a soft tone, coming out of the dark completely so she could see him for who he truly was.

                   feels    as    though    heart    is    lodged    in    her    throat   ,    as    she's    thinking    back    on    all    the    little    gifts    she'd    found    around    &    about   .    passed    it    off    as    someone    at    work    having    a    silly    crush    on    her    ―    it    wasn't    uncommon    in    her    career    choice    for    the    regulars    to    get    attached    sometimes   .    was    he    one    of    them    ?    couldn't    be   .   .   .    as    he's    stepping    out    of    the    darkness   ,    she's    almost    positive    she's    never    seen    his    face    in    the    club    before   .    yet   ,    he    still    looked    familiar   .    had    he    been    watching    her    ?    tries    to    remember    how    long    it's    been   ,    that    she's    been    finding    those    gifts   ,    but    it's    been    months   .    can't    place    the    exact    time    frame   .    if    he    wasn't    a    complete    pyscho    that    broke    into    her    home   ,    maybe    she'd    think    he    was    decent    looking   .    shudders    as    digits    stroke    her    hair   ,    averting    her    gaze    entirely    when    pet    name    leaves    his    lips   .    what    the    actual    fuck    ?    ❝    those    were    all    from    you   .   .   .    ?    ❞    swallows   ,    opting    for    the    safest    route    here   ,    even    if    it    meant    lying   .    ❝    yes   ,    i    did   .    i    loved    them   .    they made    me    feel   .   .   .    special   .    ❞

he had been watching HER EVERY MOVE for the last few months, wanting to get to know everything about her. he wanted to make sure that he had everything she needed when he FINALLY made his move. he had been counting down the days where he would finally come face to face with her. he just hoped that she wouldn't put up a fight, because putting up a fight would only make things worse for her. he watched her sleeping what looked to be peacefully, but considering how quick she was to react to his touch — startled him. licking his lips, he took a step back. sure, he wanted to come off as superior, but he knew that niamh was the type of girl to put up a fight. ❝ i'm not here for money, nia. ❞ he states calmly, his hood blocking his features as he spoke. he took a moment to take in her appearance, noting to himself how innocent & flawless she looked this close in distance from him. ❝ i'm here for you. ❞

                   he    knew    her    name    ?    the    way    it    rolls    off    his    tongue    has    goosebumps    arising    on    every    surface    of    her    skin   .    (    and    not    in    a    good    way   .    )    shakes    her    to    her    very    core   ,    shifting    the    tiniest    bit    to    sit    up    a    little   .    feels    so    odd   ,    speaking    quietly    &    moving    slowly    in    her    own    home   .    but    she    had    to    be    careful   .   .   .    has    no    idea    what    this    man    wants    or    what    he's    capable    of   .    ❝    for   .   .   .   .    me    ?    what    the    hell    does    that    even    mean    ?    who    are    you    ?    ❞    can't    help    the    way    there's    a    bite    now    present    in    her    tone   ,    didn't    appreciate    the    vagueness   .    there    were    knives    in    her    kitchen    ―    but    she's    so    far    away    on    the    second    floor   .    peers    at    him    through    the    darkness   ,    only    able    to    make    out    the    very    edge    of    his    jaw   ,    this    wasn't    happening   .    it    couldn't    be   .    ❝    my   ,    uh    ―    boyfriend    will    be    home    soon   ,    so    you    should    just    leave    before    things    get    messy   .    ❞    a    lie   .

it was never in his plans to become THIS OBSESSED with the femme. but once he laid eyes on her, he couldn't let this one go. he had every opportunity in his grasp to take just about any particular person he wanted. but at the end of the day, he WANTED her. he NEEDED her. he had this sick idea in his head that the best thing for her is to come live with him, but how is he supposed to invite a stranger into his home ? in a normal person's mind, you wouldn't. but hudson was far from normal, he had sick & twisted ways about life. he stood in front of the femme's window, licking his lips as he inched his way closer to their bed. they looked so beautiful sleeping so peacefully. it made him wonder if they would sleep this peacefully in his bed when he brought her there. sighing, he ran his fingers lightly over the side of her face. but what he wasn't expecting was for his touch to wake her up. SHIT. FUCK. he thought to himself. ❝ make a fucking sound & i'll kill you right here. ❞

                   somewhere    between    watching    videos    on    her    phone   ,    &    sipping    on    wine   ,    she'd    managed    to    doze    off   .    the    lingering    anxieties    she    felt    throughout    the    day    at    work    making    it    more    than    difficult    to    sleep    peacefully   ,    but    she    was    giving    it    her    best    try   .    had    to be    up    early   ,    after    all   .    breath    grows    evenly   ,    &    she's    in    that    diminutive    space    between    being    conscious    and    asleep    when    she    feels    it   .    but    surely   .   .   .    she    was    imagining    it   ,    right    ?    the    hand    that    caressed    her    face   .    but    when    she    shifts   ,    eyes    still    closed   ,    it's    almost    like    she    can    sense    someone    standing    there   ,    hues    snapping    open    almost    immediately   .    first    instinct    is    to    scream   ,    but    his    words    send    a    chill    down    her    spine   ,    and    has    her    jaw    tensing    before    locking    shut   .    who    the    fuck    was    this    ?    why    was    he    in    her    house    ?    how    did    he    get    in    here    ?    a    million    questions    flood    her    mind   ,    but    mostly    she    feels    utterly    paralyzed    by    fear   .    like    she's    frozen    in    to    place    in    this    mattress    right    now   .    ❝    i    don't    ―    ❞    starts   ,    timbre    hushed    to    not    startle    him    or    piss    him    off   .    ❝    i    don't    have    any    money . . . .    if    that's    what    you're    here    for   .    ❞

CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY as Nick Jones HOUSE OF WAX (2005) dir. Jaume Collet-Serra

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