“It isn’t in my nature to be gentle, Doll.” His voice is tight with restrained passion. “I think I might break you.”
There it is the truth. Roman doesn’t want to hurt me. He doesn’t realize that all I have ever known is pain. In moments where I should’ve been given pleasure I was only given pain. Somehow, I know that Roman’s pain is different. His pain speaks only of pleasure. I want what his green eyes have been promising me since he saw me perform on stage.
“Break me Roman. I’m not as delicate as you think. Break me”
My words cause Roman’s eyes to fly open. The fight is gone. Only the storm remains and it’s beautiful. I know now that I’m going to get exactly what I wished for.
Categories: Original Fiction
Story Status: Active
Word count: 53741
Read Count: 33709
Published: June 13 2016
Updated: July 30 2016