The first rays of sunlight seeped through my curtains, waking me up gently. The events of the previous day played in my mind like a movie. Thought of Moving back into my parents' house brought a mix of emotions, but today was a new day. I had classes to attend, and a part of me was excited about the familiar routine.
After getting ready, I went downstairs to find Aunt Maria bustling in the kitchen. The smell of fresh pastries and brewed coffee filled the air.
"Good morning, Aunt Maria," I greeted her, giving her a quick hug.
"Good morning, dear. You're up early," she replied with a warm smile. "Are you all set for today?"
"Yes, I am. I'll head to college now. Have a great day at the bakery!" I said, grabbing an apple from the counter.
As I walked to the bus stop, I felt the crisp morning air and the sounds of the city waking up. It was comforting in a way.
Arriving at college, I quickly found Sofia in the courtyard. Her face lit up when she saw me, and she waved enthusiastically.
"Hey, Elena! How are you? Tell me when are you moving out from aunt Maria's house now ?"she asked, linking her arm with mine as we walked towards our first class.
"Emm , i guess it will take 2 days for me to move out completely and besides the house looks great, though. They did a wonderful job with the renovations, especially the balcony. You know, the one we both loved," I replied, smiling at the memory.
"That's awesome! And hey, remember, you can always count on me if you need anything," Sofia said, giving me a reassuring squeeze.
Classes went by in a blur. I tried to focus on the lectures, but my mind kept wandering. During a break, I found myself thinking about the man I saw that night. Who was he? Why was he watching my balcony? The memory of his silhouette under the moonlight sent shivers down my spine.
After classes, Sofia and I decided to grab a coffee at our favorite café. We chatted about everything and nothing, just like old times. It felt good to be with her, to have someone who understood me so well.
As the day ended and I made my way back home, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched. The streets seemed quieter, and the shadows felt darker. I reached my house and quickly went inside, locking the door behind me.
Aunt Maria was still at the bakery, so I had the house to myself. I decided to take a hot shower to relax. The warm water helped, but my mind was still restless. Wrapped in a towel, I walked into my room and saw the bouquet again. The flowers were vibrant and fresh, their scent filling the room.
I sat on my bed, holding the note in my hands. It read:
"For the light in my darkness."
The words were simple, but they carried a weight I couldn't understand. Who was this person, and why were they sending me these gifts?
As I pondered over the note, my phone buzzed with a message from Sofia. "Hey, I left my jacket in your car. Can I come by and pick it up?"
"Sure, come over anytime," I replied.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I hurried downstairs to open it, expecting Sofia. But when I opened the door, there was no one there. Just a small box with my name on it.
I picked up the box and took it inside. Sitting on the living room couch, I carefully opened it. Inside was a delicate silver necklace with a small, intricate pendant. It was beautiful, and there was another note:
"For the one who holds my heart."
My heart raced. Who was sending me these gifts? And why?
The feeling of being watched returned, stronger this time. I looked around, but saw no one. The shadows outside seemed to move, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
Clutching the necklace and note, I made my way to the safety of my room, locking the door behind me. I had so many questions, and no answers. All I knew was that someone was watching me, and they wanted me to know it.
I had to find out who this person was, and what they wanted from me. But for now, all I could do was try to get some rest
Sofia came after some time and rang the doorbell. I opened the door for her.
"Come in, Sofia," I said.
Sofi stared at me for a good minute and said, "What happened, Elena? Is something not okay?"
God, my bestie. I love her. She knows even if I don't tell her anything, she can read it on my face.
"Emm, Sofia, actually there were these flowers, notes, and gifts again today. I'm feeling nervous. Who is this? Is he stalking me? I mean, for sure he is. But why? Is he a psychopath or what?"
Sofi replied, "See, Elena, we never know what kind of guy he is. We haven't seen him either. But for sure, he won't hurt you. From his gestures, his notes, and knowing what you like and don't like, my intuition says he won't hurt you. Besides, you're moving out of here within two days. He can't be there, right? So don't stress yourself."
"Yes, he won't be there , Sofia you're right."
I replied, trying to assure myself.
"Anyways, common lets drink a coffee."
"No, actually I've to leave I told you darling I've a date today with that online guy. So wish me luck." Sofia said sounding excited
"Hey, i almost forgot! Best of luck, and yeah, don't go further then a kiss." I said teasingly
She grinned mischievously. "Ah, i need mind-blowing sex, and if he seems good, then I'm going to have it," she said pulling out a condom from her bag.
I shouted after her, "You're such a bitch, darling!" She laughed and stromed away, leaving me shaking my head with smile.
I headed back to my room and laid down ony bed. I was staring at the ceiling, and out of nowhere, the hooded man passed through my thoughts . I started to think about him - his features, his tall, muscular build, and his sharp jaw. Although I couldn't see his face, I can sense he was damn handsome.
Thinking about him deeply I realised I was getting wet even by thinking of this complete stranger who's face I hadn't seen. I touched my clit and started to rub it lightly . I was damn wet, and as I fastened my pace , my breathes grew heavier. I slid one finger inside , and a moan slippedy from my lips. I continued fingering myself , but then my phone rang.
Annoyed, I picked it up and saw a message from an unknown number
UNKNOWN: "THINKING ABOUT ME ?"
"What the hell?" I muttered, wondering who's text is this and why is he texting me.
As I was about to reply, another message popped up:
UNKNOWN: "THE SWEET SOUND OF YOUR MOAN MAKES ME WANT TO HOLD YOU RIGHT NOW"
I stared at the text, feeling a mix of fear and irritation . Who the fuck was he ? Was he the hooded man , my stalker? And all of the above how the fuck he knew I moaned ?
Glancing around I checked if any door or window was open but to my surprise all were closed.
I stood up and look out of the window .
There he was -- the same hooded man , leaning against a car, his features are clearly visible , he's looking devilish, despite the fact he has covered his face .
His face was covered with his hood but I could see his smirk, irritated and defiant I showed him the middle finger
The Bastars smirk grew wider on my action of showing him middle finger .
I decided to go down and give him a piece of my mind. I ran downstairs and to entrance door aderaline rushing through my veins , but to my surprise he was gone .
I went back inside frustrated when I recieved another message
UNKNOWN : " DESPERATE TO SEE ME ."
ME: FUCK YOU , I JUST WANTED TO KICK YOUR COWARD ASS .
UNKNOWN: AH , YOUR ANGER IS MAKING ME HARD TESORO."
Wtf, tesoro? Is he for real . I didn't reply and left him on seen. As I was about to go my room , Aunt Maria came in . She hugged me and asked me to sit with her for a while.
I sat there with her.
"Yes, Auntie, you want to talk about something?"
"Yes, Elena darling, you're moving out tomorrow. I'm saying again, don't go. Stay with me. You know how much I loved your mother. She was my dearest friend, and you're her daughter. I love you as my own."
"I know, Auntie, but I really want to live in the house where I grew up. So many memories are made in that house. It's difficult for me to stay away from there. You should move in with me. It will be fun."
She laughed lightly. "I have the bakery here and my customers. You aren't going to listen to me... Okay, move out, but remember I'm always here. You can come anytime."
"I know, Auntie. I love you so much."
She kissed me and said, "Go, have some rest."
As I entered my room ,my phone buzzed.
I checked and saw another message from that fucker
UNKNOWN: "AND YES, TESORO, YOU WEREN'T FINISHED EARLIER . DO TELL ME IF YOU NEED HELP WITH A DICK"
I was astonished by his audacity to send me such a message
ME: " I DONT NEED A SMALL DICK YOU YOUR'S. I CAN GET ONE WHENEVER I WANT."
UNKNOWN: " DONT TRY ME, TESRO. AND USE YOUR PRETTY VIBRATOR . DON'T DARE TO GO FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S DICK UNTILL OR UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO RIP OF HIS SOUL AND KILL HIM INFRONT OF YOUR EYES."
I was taken aback by his message, deep inside I knew it had to be him that night who killed the man.
ME: "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO KILLED THE MAN?"
UNKNOWN: " ENJOY TESORO, AND YEAH DO IMAGINE ME."
I didn't reply further, already irritated by him and my unreleased orgasm. I opened my cupboard and took the vibrator. How did he know that I had one?
I shook my head dismissing the thought.
I need my pleasure, so , screw him.
I settled back on my bed , vibrator in hands, and let the tension drain from my body as I began to indulge in my own desires.
I lay back, spreading my legs, feeling the cool air of the room against my heated skin. I turned on the vibrator, the low hump sending a shiver of anticipation through me. Slowly, i traced it along my inner thighs , teasing myself, drawing out the sensation . The vibrations sent little shocks of pleasure coursing through me, but it wasn't enough.
My breaths came faster and heavier as I move vibrator close to my centre, circling my clit lightly. A gasp escaped my lips as pleasure intensified. I closed my eye, letting the sensation wash over me , the hump of vibrator melding with my pounding of my heart. I increased the speed, pressing the vibrator firmly against my clit, my hips bucking involuntarily.
The thought of the hooded man flashed in my mind, his intense gaze, his dominant presence . It was wrong , but the forbidden nature of it made the pleasure even intense and sharper.
I imagined his hands on me, tracing every curve of my body. His fingers slipped through my slick folds , circling it with expert precision.
The fantasy made my body tremble with anticipation , driving me higher and crazier.
I slid a finger inside me , matching the rhythm of vibrator . The dual sensation was overwhelming, pushing me to the edge. I imagined his long and veiny fingers thrusting inside me , his thumb rubbing my clit, his hot breaths against my ears as he whispered flithy promises.
I moved faster, harder , chasing the release i so desperately needed. I could almost feel his body pressing me against the bed , his lips claiming mine in a bruising kiss, his hips thrusting against mine as he took the control over my body.
Finally , the coil Snapped, and the pleasure flooded through me in waves. My back arched of the bed, a loud moan tearing from my throat. I rode the waves of my orgasm, the vibrator and my finger working together to prolong the bliss . The imagined touch of his hands, the intensity of his gaze, blended all together making the release more intense.
Slowly, the intensity faded, leaving me trembling and spent. I turned off the vibrator and lay there, breathing heavily, a satisfied smile on my lips. For a moment the world went quiet around me , and all that mattered was afterglow of my release.
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