Chapter 1
Chapter One
MR. X
She’s as beautiful as I remember, I thought as I watched her walk out of school with her little friend, who had bright green and black hair. My Shiloh had colored hair as well. It was red like blood. It suited her. Blood had always suited her. Especially when it was smeared across her pale, soft skin.
Just envisioning it brought me back to the night I’d made myself her whole world. I had painted her with so much blood. Hers. Her sister’s. She had shed such beautiful tears as I’d severed the ties that kept her from me. It had been the perfect night until she had acted like an ungrateful brat. I regretted losing my patience with her and punishing her like I had. After some time apart, I’d realized my mistake. I had forgotten that my Shiloh loved to play hard to get, loved to be chased.
I wouldn’t make that mistake this time. I would do my best to be even more patient with her. No matter how tempting it was to just take what was mine, I would make our reunion better than perfect. Our reunion would make time stop moving. When we finally came together, every inch of her would be covered with blood and tears. I wanted my hands to slip over her skin when I buried my cock into her cunt. I needed her to be branded with bruises from gripping her too hard as I fucked her. I loved leaving evidence of my claim on her body. I could see one of my marks on her inner arm right now. To add more would be the fruit of all my labor.