The Maid (Corrupted Love #1) |✓

Part 𝟤 || 𝟥|The Maid

Bella didn't see that. She was too blinded. She was believing all the lies I was feeding her. She trusted everything she wanted to see and that's what I showed her.

She was being too honest to me. Meanwhile I was betraying her, feeding her lies every second I was with her. Yet I couldn't stop myself.

She wanted me to save her, stay beside her. I saw that in her beautiful eyes, sparkling like the brightest star. She needed me, she believed me. Maybe she was the only person who wasn't scared of me, she didn't flinch at my words anymore, she didn't run away anymore, instead, she held up her chin and faced the monster. As if the queen was ready to take over my cruel world.

I saw the care for me in her eyes. I noticed her need for me, just like I needed her. I wanted that look in her eyes forever, the ones telling me that I was her everything. I wanted it for however long I could have it.

That's the moment I felt so weak. I was the king and I got whatever I wanted in just a snap of my fingers. But this time, I was so fucking scared. It felt like if I turn my back for even one fucking second, those looks in her eyes for me would disappeare. And I would lose myself in the darkness again.

I wasn't ready to lose it yet, not ever.

I was ready to do everything.

So I let Bella believe the lies. I let her believe that I was different from people like her father, I let her believe that I was nowhere near a monster.

This was the obsession people talked about. It would be embedded deep inside your soul until it becomes a part of you. No power, no amount of money, no bloodbath in the world could replace it with something else. It would cut you, ruin you, break you in million pieces and leave you bleeding and no doctor, no medicine can heal your wound.

The obsession was dangerous. It would be the only way of your survival and without it, you will stop breathing.

And I was so fucking obsessed with Bella, in the way that could never be changed, reversed or recovered.

I was taught to stay away from this type of feelings, from having weakness. I was trained to take over the world. I killed people for my dead sister, I was the predator people called. I was just another monster, waiting to devour Bella. I was dragging her into the world where she would never survive.

I was being so selfish.

Bella snapped me out of my thoughts as she moved slightly into my arms, making herself comfortable in my embrace. I pulled her closer with my both hands wrapped around her naked body. My fingers grazed her back, up to her neck. She shivered under my touch in her sleep.

She nuzzled her nose into my neck, breathing me in, her arms wrapped around my waist. I buried my face into her silky hair and closed my eyes. Her breasts pressed against my chest and there was nothing between us. I was feeling both soft and hard at the same time. Was that even possible?

My lips found her neck as I trailed sweet kisses there. She chuckled lightly making sure she was fully awake and loving that too. My lips parted as I started to give wet kisses all over her neck, torturously slow, my teeth grazing her neck, biting down softly.

She let out a soft moan and fuck, I was hard again. She fucking knew how to steal my breath away. Literally and figuratively.

It made me smile though, watching her like that. She might have had entangled me with her beauty and the hidden fire in her eyes. But I also had the same damn effect on her.

We both trapped each other, together.

My hand came up and grabbed her left breast as I gave it a little squeeze to get her attention. She gasped into my neck, I felt her harsh breathing on my skin. Fuck, I wanted to fuck the brains out of her.