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To have her completely and solely. I am halfway there, I know. Because Brielle’s fear has become twisted and entangled with my desire until her fear and my desire look like the same thing.
I am starting to find it difficult to know where she ends and I begin.
I come back again and again, for another few days, until nearly a fortnight has passed.
Sometimes she is awake, and sometimes she is not. And sometimes, on the nights that she is asleep, I force her to wake up and sit with her back against the wall and listen while I talk.
Exerting that kind of control over her is addictive.
And I think she is starting to find it as addictive as I do.
It has been eight days since I found the threatening notes. Just thinking about it makes me irrationally angry.
Brielle hasn’t been hurt, yet, but it irks me that I cannot keep her under watch every hour of the day.
She is mine! I am the only one who gets to hurt her!I rage against the memory of the note.
Once I find out who the perpetrator is, I’ll make sure that they suffer good and long before I dispose of their body.
But not before bringing their head to Brielle on a silver platter. I know she’ll appreciate it.
Three.
It has been a fortnight since my visits to Brielle’s room started.
Tonight she is asleep, and I think I’m going to let her continue sleeping.
Tonight, I am worried about her. She has grown thinner, and there are dark circles underneath her eyes.
I know that she is working hard at the factory. But Kaisax must be driving even harder and harder every day.
Brielle is mine. He can’t do this to her! I am the only one who gets to hurt her!
It has been three days since I first started having visions of killing my brother.
I don’t know if I’ll actually do it, but he threatens the one thing in this life that I hold dear.
He threatens the one thing in this life that I really, truly own.
Brielle.
And I cannot let him get away with that.
No one can get away with hurting Brielle. No one can get away with tarnishing my property.
How can I own her if she is broken? I want her whole and happy now, so that when I finally, really have her, she is mine to break.
I leave at dawn. I checked her pulse several times throughout the night because she did not stir even once throughout the night.
She did not even move underneath my light touch against her throat.
As I leave, I know only one thing. I need more of her, with every day that passes. I cannot continue living a life that is only half occupied by Brielle.
Brielle. Brielle. Brielle.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
She is mine. I deserve to have her whenever I want her. I deserve to have her, arching her back underneath my touch and bucking her hips against mine.
