Mail. Texts. Calls. Threats. You had ignored it all. Till your doors unlocked in the night. Locking the door once more you felt secure. The floorboards creaked behind you. No time to react, strong arms wrapped around your waist, a hand coving your mouth, prevent you to run or scream. Their thumb tapping your hipbone as their head rested in the crook of your neck gently biting it. Tasting your skin. Sending chills down your core

Your beauty is intoxicating. I'm addicted to you.