“More than you being a hitman? What else could there be?”
“Let me show you.” I walk back into my bedroom and grab the laptop from the dresser. I open it and type in all the codes to get to the live feed of her room.
I hear her gasp behind me, and all I can do is hang my head in defeat. She is never going to forgive me for this. She is going to hate me.
“I have been…obsessed with you ever since I moved in. I never wanted you to be exposed to any of this. So…I watched you from afar. I was never planning to do anything. I swore off you for good.”
I silently beg her to forgive me. She is quiet for a long moment, and I still don’t have the courage to look at her.
“I understand if you hate me now. If you want me to leave you alone. I’ll carry you out of this house and leave you alone forever. I promise you that if that’s what you want, I’ll do it. It might be impossibly hard, but I’ll do it for you—”
“Did you…hear me call out your name this morning?” Her question catches me off guard.
I turn around so I can see her face. I expect to find fear, disgust, and maybe even hate there. Instead, she looks… relieved.
“You’re not mad at me?”
“I know I should be, but for some reason, I’m not.” At her words, I feel like a thousand-pound boulder has been lifted off my chest. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“Yes.” I grin slightly. “I loved when you called out for me while you were rubbing your little clit furiously.”
We stare at each other for a long moment, and for the first time, I let my mind run wild. I imagine a future with the tiny woman in front of me. She just saw me, the real me, all the dark and dirty corners, and she is still here. Still looking at me with her fuck me eyes.
“I want you so bad it hurts.”
I barely get the words out before she throws her arms around my neck and buries her face in my chest. I wrap my arms around her in return, burying my face in her brown locks. The smell of her. Cookies, lavender, and happiness.
My god. She doesn’t think I’m a monster.
She pulls back and tilts her face up to look at me, and I gaze into her wide blue eyes with love. I fucking love her. I love her.
“I never want you to leave me alone, Vincent. I love you.”
She stands on her tiptoes and presses her pert mouth to mine, and I kiss my obsession back.
At long last, she is mine.