Blackmailed For Love

I lit the candles around the room and checked the flowers and all the gifts I had bought for her, some I made myself.

There were a total of sixteen of them for her sixteenth birthday.

I knew she had been busy with her mother and my brother for the entire day, celebrating her birthday with them.

I had sent them all to a carnival that was being held in the village nearby so Elsa could enjoy her day with the people that mattered to her.

She wanted me too to be there with her, but I couldn't.

Our ages made it difficult to be seen together in public unless someone recognised the untamed emotions we felt for each other.

I had tried to keep my distance, I had fûcking tried.

But she was relentless in her pursuit and when I saw those fat tears in her big blue eyes I couldn't hold back anymore.

And now it had been more than a month now, and Elsa had been nothing but persistent to chip away at the last of my walls.

It was so fucking hard to keep my hands off her when she would lie down beside me and deliberately let her hands roam around my body like it was a playground or a map she wanted to see and measure.

1 The only thing I had allowed myself to have was to kiss her.

And that too I refrained from doing too much or else I would lose myself in her.

She tasted so fucking sweet.

Like innocence and sin and my downfall.

I knew no matter how much I kept my control I was playing with fire but still I couldn't not follow her siren call.

And it wasn't just her beauty and the forbidden factor, no, my little girl might be just sixteen but she had an old soul.

She understood me more than anyone could.

She listens to me.

when my silences needs to

darkness needs to be

how much she

that, my Dad, who died

someone killed

son but more on how to numb her pain and the closest shoulder she could lean on which

I could slip into my dark thoughts and Elsa stepped inside, bringing everything that was light with

her eyes darting around the room, reflecting the candle lights and then with an excited squeal she ran straight for

opened my arms and caught her in a tight

of our collision and I whispered, "Happy

"Thank you, Kristian."

clasped my face between her hands and

hungry for me and I wished for the day when I could

I knew you

looks so

she saw the bouquets of red roses and all the gifts and the two

you will be surprised

said, caressing her

my words as she asked, "What would

murmured, kissing her cheek and brushing another soft kiss

softly, her fingers going into my hair as she

"Little girl…"

I began.

She cut me off.

Kristian, it's my

beautiful face in my hands and said, "You know how much I care about

nodded, biting down on her soft plump

me something that could

She shook her head.

understand how you could

her hand waving between

you do not want me…