I, Camilla Calderon, have a stalker. No he's not the typical. I know who he is, what he looks like and what he wants from me. It's only because where I go, He Follows.
I, Alejandro Bianchi, have found the love of my life. I tell her constantly, well...
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Columbia University.
New York City.
I've never been this far from home. I miss my parents but I know they're cheering me on. I'm ready to become the best chemist on the planet. I was surprised by how warm it still is here I was looking forward to sweaters and jeans. Not today, instead I put on a lace pink peplum shirt, blue jean shorts and some comfy shoes.
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I add my favorite turquoise necklace and earrings to it. Perfect. I twirl around in the mirror before I see that I have a half an hour to get across campus. Weirdly enough even though I'm pretty sure Alejandro went to a different school I'm going to miss him. Well off to class.
Alejandro's POV
I can't believe it's been six weeks since I've held my girl. I also can't believe it's the first day of college. I'm pretty pumped to be away from my hometown. It's nothing wrong with it and I'll miss my parents. But I need my girl. I've been busy getting my classes and our apartment ready for us. You heard me us.
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I missed having my hands on her. Here at Columbia she will become mine in every way. She'll be my friend, girlfriend and soon to be wife.
I make my way to campus only to see my girl showing off what's mine. She knows better. I look downright murderous seeing her caramel skin on display. I notice she's wearing her favorite necklace and earrings. I want her to match me but I only wear black.
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"Hey, Mila." I whisper in her ear whilst grabbing her hips. I love her curves. She has the perfectly shaped body. Those thick thighs, round perky butt and breasts that more than a hand full.
She gasps, "Alejandro what are you doing here?"
"What baby girl you didn't think I would let what's mine go, did you?" I say as I spin her around to face me.
Her lips are slightly parted in shock. I dive onto her lips with one word leaving my own as they join together. Mine. Her lips are so soft like marshmallows. I nibble on her bottom lip seeking entrance. She gives it. I miss this. My girl. Her body molds to mine just as I pull away.
"You ca-can't do that, Alejandro! I'm not your girlfriend. Why are you here anyways?" She scolds me.
Roughly I pull her to me, "You are mine. You always have been as I have been yours. I'm going to need you to understand that. Your body knows it's mine so stop fighting it and let's get to class."
"We are talking about this! You can't keep claiming me and not even so much ask me if I want to be claimed, Alejandro!"
"Okay, Mila. Do you want to be my girlfriend? It doesn't matter what you say because no boy around here will touch you. You're mine, mi corazon."
"I'll think about it." Tapping my chin, "yes I'll be your girlfriend. But we have to go on dates and you have to let me have other friends, Al."
