English is my third language, German my first and Russian my second. I’m going to try and involve the languages into the story. That doesn’t have to mean that the reader is German or Russian, it just means that they speak more than just English! Tho the reader will not be born in an English speaking country. If the reader speaks in their native language it will be written like this: “{Hi!}”
“Pretty sure, everywhere we go I see her making heart eyes at (Name) and I even overheard her telling her friends how (Name) smelt so good like vanilla and she also said she wished she could see underneath what was clinging to her delicious curves.”
Damian, Mia and Jon split up, searching the whole house for (Name) and Lara. Damian was searching upstairs, Mia asking people downstairs if they saw them leaving and Jon was searching outside in case they were going to leave.
Damian opened every door with so much force he himself was surprised that the door didn’t fly off.
He didn’t know why but this feeling in his stomach wouldn’t go away. He didn’t even know (Name) but her smile, the way her soft, plump lips stretched into a smile, her eyes shining her personality being like the weather, it can be calm, beautiful, warm and bright but it can also get stormy and cold, dark. She smelled like vanilla and coconut, it suited her just like the gold jewelry she was wearing.
Her hair looked so soft and it smelled so nice too. He wanted to hug her kiss her forehead and melt into her warmth.
His thoughts were cut short when be heard a thump and a small cry.
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(Name) and Lara were making out, naked. (Name) has a weird feeling in the back of her mind but she pushed it away, thinking it’s because she hadn’t had sex for a while.
Lara pulled away and grabbed something. It was her handbag, she searched for something.
“What are you searching for?” (Name) lays fully naked on the bed sweat covering her skin. She looked majestic under the moonlight her soft, glistening hair and golden jewelry making her look like she wasn’t from this earth.
Lara piled out a syringe filled with some kind of blue liquid.
Lara was standing with her back towards (Name). “You know I have been watching you for a while. The way you dress, the way you walk, what you want to study, how you do your make up, when you wake up, when you go to sleep and more.”
(Name) felt the nauseous feeling growing.
Lara finally turned around she walked towards the naked girl on the bed.
“Yeah, and now you’re all mine.”
(Name) could feel her heart beat increasing, she let out a scream, hoping someone would notice. She should have informed Mia that she was going with someone. She felt stupid and disgusted.
Lara was now crawling on top of her, (Name) tried to shove her off but it didn’t work. (Name) again tried to scream for help she was crying, her first year of college didn’t even really start and she was already in the hands of some lovesick stalker.
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Damian ran towards the door were he heard another cry, he slammed the door open and saw the Lara dressed in nothing but her bra and Panties. It seems like she only threw them on, her bra still open and her panties inside out.
(Name) on the other hand was completely naked and he could feel his anger growing when caught sight of the syringe in Lara’s hand. Without hesitation he threw a punch towards her face, knocking Lara out.
He quickly threw a blanket over Lara, as she was half naked. But his attention didn’t linger on Lara, he turned towards (Name), who was a crying and sobbing mess, she quickly cradled the blanket towards her covering her naked body.
Damian grabbed the syringe and put it in his pocket, he wanted to see what it was exactly.
His attention was now fully on (Name) and with every sob she let out, he regretted leaving the league, if he was still an assassin he could have killed Lara with no hesitation and without getting a lecture from his father about morals and whatever.
Damian sat himself on the bed, he wanted to hug but quickly realized (name) was still naked.
He looked for her clothes but noticed that either they were ripped or to short, Damian pulled of his button up shirt, wearing a top underneath was a good idea. He gave (Name) the shirt, who was still under shock not even fully realizing that Damian was now Stiftung in front of her.
“Here, put that on I’m gonna call Jon and Mia, ok?”
Damian’s soft voice rang in her ear as she slowly grabbed the shirt he was holding out for her. Her hand touched his and Damian quickly noted how soft her hand was compared to his rough, calloused ones.
(Name) mumbled a small thank you. Damian nodded he turned away, hearing the soft ruffles of the bed sheets. He quickly texted Jon that he found (Name) and told him to ask Mia if she had some clothes (Name) could borrow. He turned towards Lara, who was still unconscious and looked around for something he could use to tie her up in case she woke up.
He found some kind of rope and tied Lara’s wrist together.
“I’m finished.” (Name)s shaky voice broke his heart, he turned around and walked towards her. She was still shaking and glanced towards Lara a few times, the fear being visible in her eyes.
“Hey, it’s okay she is unconscious and there’s no way I’m gonna let something happen to you, okay?” Damian reassured her.
(Name) was surprised at his soft voice remembering his cold voice from their first meeting just hours ago.
Damian didn’t know what to do, he never was good at consoling people, so he did what came to his mind. He opened his arms slowly and (Name) crashed into his arms, hearing could feel his skin getting wet from her tears and he could feel her shaking.
Damian closed his arms around her, he was rocking back and forth.
They sat on the bed for another 5-10 minutes waiting for Jon and Mia to arrive.
