Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 38: Sixteenth birthday Kristian

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.

it when my

my darkness needs to

understands how much she

my Dad, who died in a car accident when I

maybe someone killed

attention to her only son but more on how to numb her

slip into my dark thoughts and Elsa

darting around the room, reflecting the candle lights and then

arms and caught her in a tight

shifted from the force of our collision and I whispered, "Happy Birthday,

"Thank you, Kristian."

clasped my face between her hands and kissed

for the day when I could reciprocate with the same hunger without

my god, I knew

looks so

the bouquets of red roses and all the

is nothing, you will be surprised what I can do once you

her sun kissed

my words as she asked, "What

I murmured, kissing her cheek and brushing another

her fingers going into my hair

"Little girl…"

I began.

She cut me off.

it's my

and said, "You

nodded, biting down on her soft plump

you ask me something that could put

She shook her head.

how you could

trailed off, her hand waving

always want it? Maybe you do not want me…

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