Beautiful Haunting - Prologue
For lack of a better name ... hopefully I can finish this one, and hopefully people will like it. I know this is really short, but there will be more. Message and rate :) I'd really appreciate feedbackPrologue
He watched the swell of her breasts rise and fall. Why he was torturing himself he didn’t know. But then again, you always want what you can’t have, now don’t you.
Her head was turning, locks of ebony falling across that porcelain face. His breath hitched. God damn but the subject was beautiful. So elegant. And when she woke, her eyes would flash deep green as she struggled against her bindings. But that wouldn’t be for another three hours.
“Vodriche, what are you doing here?” The boy turned and looked at his father, face blank of the burning desire that raged within him.
“Nothing Sir,”
“Then leave this place. It is restricted! Get back to my office.”
“Yes Sir.” The boy turned and trailed down the hall way slowly, casting one last longing glance into the room. She was facing him, her eyes closed, eyelids flickering as she passed through the REM stage of her periodic slumber.
(Vodriche is pronounced ‘Vod-rish’ just think Russian pronunciation and you have itJ)
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