dawn of time.
At least until I saw Hannah.
In disguise, I’d visited her twice more at her job, an addict desperate for the fix of her soothing presence, the melody of her voice.
Briefly touching her as she’d handed me my food was both heaven and hell, her skin baby smooth and her sweetheart-shaped face graced with a small smile.
She invaded my thoughts, then my dreams, and finally I began my own reconnaissance in earnest, a yearning growing inside of me for a future I didn’t deserve. The more I watched her, the more fixated I became, unable to believe a person as good-hearted as Hannah really existed. But time and time again she proved that she was just…nice. She was loyal to her friends, kind to strangers, and sweet to the point that people like her rich bitch roommate took advantage of her.
She was a treasure waiting for the right man, a man like me, to recognize her potential.
I’ll give her everything she needs to be happy so even when I break her heart—and I will, the nature of my job almost guarantees it—she’ll love me enough to let me put it back together again, because I’ll be the only person who can.
If this works, I will have her absolute loyalty, and she’ll be the one person I can fully trust in this whole world.
In my arms, Hannah’s light weight rested easily against me and I couldn’t resist leaning forward and brushing my lips over her incredibly full, slightly parted ones before drawing away with great reluctance.
Now it was time to see if all my planning, all my work with the Cordova cartel’s scientists would pay off, and if Judith would have her miracle.
The modified truth serum I’d put into Hannah’s drink should be taking affect by now. A perfect blend of chemicals that would open her mind, relax her, while making her totally honest and open to influence. The serum we’d devised was powerful and could only be used sparingly without harming her, so I would make sure I used this time wisely. Not only did I to ensure she never betray me or our eventual family, I also needed to find out what she really wanted from a man. While I would do everything I could to make sure she wanted me, that she enjoyed submitting to me, I needed to fulfill her desires as well. Even the dark and kinky ones, way down deep, beneath the bullshit of society’s influence trying to tell her what’s right and wrong.
Once I knew her true desires, I was one step closer to owning her.
At our core, human beings are animals, and we all have certain needs that must be met in order to keep us content, one of the strongest being our sex drive. Having hacked into her computer and tracked her reading habits, I knew she tended to favor books with a dominant man, light BDSM, and taboo D/s pairings, which worked out well for me and my particular tastes in the bedroom.
It’s amazing what you can find on the internet these days and how willingly people put their personal information out there. Hannah was no exception, and thanks to her frequent activity on Pinterest, I knew everything from her favorite type of reading chair, to her favorite breakfast, to all the places she wanted to visit in the future. There were also over two dozen boards featuring clothes she liked, and I’d already stocked a closet full of items at our new home. There were also over four hundred photos in her “future living room” folder; Hannah pinned just about anything that caught her eye, so I didn’t think she’d recognize the fact that my new home had been built to her specifications.
In many ways, I feel like I already know her, that she’s confessed her greatest desires to me and let me into her glorious heart.
I wanted that, wanted her to allow me into the private parts of her soul, wanted her to confide in me and share her dreams. She fascinated me with her emotional delicacy, and I was afraid I might break her in my zeal to own every inch of her graceful frame. Like most aspects of my life, I needed to have complete
At least until I saw Hannah.
In disguise, I’d visited her twice more at her job, an addict desperate for the fix of her soothing presence, the melody of her voice.
Briefly touching her as she’d handed me my food was both heaven and hell, her skin baby smooth and her sweetheart-shaped face graced with a small smile.
She invaded my thoughts, then my dreams, and finally I began my own reconnaissance in earnest, a yearning growing inside of me for a future I didn’t deserve. The more I watched her, the more fixated I became, unable to believe a person as good-hearted as Hannah really existed. But time and time again she proved that she was just…nice. She was loyal to her friends, kind to strangers, and sweet to the point that people like her rich bitch roommate took advantage of her.
She was a treasure waiting for the right man, a man like me, to recognize her potential.
I’ll give her everything she needs to be happy so even when I break her heart—and I will, the nature of my job almost guarantees it—she’ll love me enough to let me put it back together again, because I’ll be the only person who can.
If this works, I will have her absolute loyalty, and she’ll be the one person I can fully trust in this whole world.
In my arms, Hannah’s light weight rested easily against me and I couldn’t resist leaning forward and brushing my lips over her incredibly full, slightly parted ones before drawing away with great reluctance.
Now it was time to see if all my planning, all my work with the Cordova cartel’s scientists would pay off, and if Judith would have her miracle.
The modified truth serum I’d put into Hannah’s drink should be taking affect by now. A perfect blend of chemicals that would open her mind, relax her, while making her totally honest and open to influence. The serum we’d devised was powerful and could only be used sparingly without harming her, so I would make sure I used this time wisely. Not only did I to ensure she never betray me or our eventual family, I also needed to find out what she really wanted from a man. While I would do everything I could to make sure she wanted me, that she enjoyed submitting to me, I needed to fulfill her desires as well. Even the dark and kinky ones, way down deep, beneath the bullshit of society’s influence trying to tell her what’s right and wrong.
Once I knew her true desires, I was one step closer to owning her.
At our core, human beings are animals, and we all have certain needs that must be met in order to keep us content, one of the strongest being our sex drive. Having hacked into her computer and tracked her reading habits, I knew she tended to favor books with a dominant man, light BDSM, and taboo D/s pairings, which worked out well for me and my particular tastes in the bedroom.
It’s amazing what you can find on the internet these days and how willingly people put their personal information out there. Hannah was no exception, and thanks to her frequent activity on Pinterest, I knew everything from her favorite type of reading chair, to her favorite breakfast, to all the places she wanted to visit in the future. There were also over two dozen boards featuring clothes she liked, and I’d already stocked a closet full of items at our new home. There were also over four hundred photos in her “future living room” folder; Hannah pinned just about anything that caught her eye, so I didn’t think she’d recognize the fact that my new home had been built to her specifications.
In many ways, I feel like I already know her, that she’s confessed her greatest desires to me and let me into her glorious heart.
I wanted that, wanted her to allow me into the private parts of her soul, wanted her to confide in me and share her dreams. She fascinated me with her emotional delicacy, and I was afraid I might break her in my zeal to own every inch of her graceful frame. Like most aspects of my life, I needed to have complete
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