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When he comes inside of me, it’s the only orgasm of the night.
ChapterSeven
Lycus
Ineed to get a grip. This has to fucking stop. I can’t keep…doing what I’m doing. I refuse to call it stalking, though I know that’s probably how it would look if the police got involved.
But it’s like I have zero control where Angelica’s concerned. I’ve been keeping an eye on her, so I knew she was headed to the pool when I watched her leave the apartment.
I’ve not put cameras in her flat or anything creepy like that. I’m not a fucking weirdo. I just used my position to gain access to the buildings’ security feed and tracked the camera in the corridor outside her door.
It sounds worse than it is.
I just wanted the opportunity to talk to her, is all.
I’ll admit, I might be crossing a linenow.
I probably shouldn’t be in her apartment, without her knowledge, watching her sleep. Even I can’t come up with a valid excuse that would prevent me from ending up behind bars.
But it’s only because she looked so upset when she stormed off yesterday and I hadn’t seen her leave the apartment all day today, that I came to check on her.
As I stand here in her darkened bedroom, watching Angelica sleep, a wave of something akin to guilt crashes over me. What had started as a harmless curiosity has spiralled into something much darker and even more disturbing. I know I have to stop this madness, to regain control over my impulses, before things get completely out of hand.
But how can I when she looks like that?
Taking a deep breath, I turn to leave the room when suddenly, Angelica stirs in her sleep. My heart skips a beat as I freeze, unsure of what to do next. Should I make a run for it or try to explain myself?
A soft sigh slips from her lips and she mumbles something unintelligible, though Iswearshe murmurs my name.
My feet have grown roots and have tethered me to the spot, even though my brain is screaming at me to leave before I get caught.
“Ly…cus…” She sighs again, and this time there’s no mistaking the word that falls from her lips like a prayer.
I should have never gotten this close. My heart races as I watch Angelica shift in her sleep, murmuring my name with a sense of longing that sends a shiver down my spine.
Guilt gnaws at me, knowing that I’ve invaded her privacy in the worst possible way. But seeing her vulnerable like this, her defences down and her expression peaceful, I feel a surge of affection for her that I’ve been denying for far too long.
She wouldn’t be calling my name like that if she hated me…right?
As she mumbles my name again, my resolve crumbles. I step closer to the bed, compelled by an irresistible urge to touch her cheek, to feel the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. But before I can act on this impulse, Angelica’s eyes flutter open.
For a moment, we stare at each other in silence, the air thick with tension.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
And then, without warning, her eyes close again, she rolls over and her breathing evens out. A moment later a soft snore echoes through the quiet room.
I stand frozen, unsure of what to do next. The weight of guilt and shame presses down on me as I realise the gravity of my actions. I have crossed a line that should have never been approached, invading Angelica’s privacy in the most appalling manner.
The intensity of her whispered words lingers in the air though, tugging at something deep within me that I’ve kept buried for so long. I’m desperate to peel back the covers, slide into bed beside her, and pull her into my arms. But that would be the actions of a mad man. And I’m not that far gone…yet.
As I watch her sleeping form, a tumult of conflicting emotions swirl within me. On one hand, there is the undeniable attraction I’ve harboured for Angelica, a fascination that led me down this dark path. And on the other, there is the stark realisation of the harm I’ve caused her, the breach of trust that can never be undone. One which she doesn’t know about.
And never will.
It’s time to leave.
I quietly retreat from Angelica’s apartment, leaving her undisturbed in her slumber. The weight of my actions hangs heavy on my shoulders as I step out into the cool night, the darkness mirroring the turmoil within me. There’s no way I can return home yet. Slumber will just allude me. I need to clear my head and get a fucking grip of myself. With a heavy heart and a resolve to make amends for my transgressions, I begin pacing the midnight streets.
