and that was it.
he was undressing her with his eyes. there was no escaping his long, hard gaze. the pair of steely eyes could cut right through her skin.
there was something subtly endearing about his raw masculinity. the strong jawline, the wide nose, the ebony skin, and the broad shoulders. his pokered expression was hard to comprehend but his dark, smouldering eyes seemed to tell a different story.
his gaze on her relaxed. those were not the eyes of a hungry beast. or so she felt. she relaxed and heaved a sigh of relief.
it had almost been two weeks in captivity. he had been particularly kind to her, giving her food and water at regular intervals. she wasn't confined to a dingy four-walled room as she thought she would be. she was comfortable there, the room she was kept in was large enough to accommodate five people. right across the bed post was a shelf with books from every century. how old was he?
there were no mirrors in her room...no mirrors anywhere.
he hardly spoke a word or two to her, except during meals. she wasn't subjected to any kind of restrictions. for a girl who had just been abducted, she was treading on the fringes of luxury and freedom, except for the fact that he was always present..his gaze fixed on her solemnly.
she was beginning to grow fond of him. sometimes at night, she believed she could hear him breathing across her bed. she thought there was something strangely humane about those eyes.
it rained that night.
he couldn't stop thinking about her. ever since he'd brought her here, he'd been restless and anxious. he hardly slept but the days that she was here, had been particularly hard on him. he dreaded the nightfall for that reason. there were nights when he'd go to her room and watch her fall asleep. those were the nights when he'd been consumed by desire. the human part of him wanted to let her go, reunite with her father and sisters but the beast wouldn't let that happen. he wanted her all for himself, he wanted to rip her apart, feed on her till he satisfied his insatiable appetite. he wanted her to be safe from him and yet he couldn't keep her away from his gaze for too long, lest it drove him mad.
he wondered if she'd known all along. he feared if his thoughts became too loud, too pronounced. he was ashamed of his thoughts, he was ashamed of how he looked. he hated every object that reflected his image. he'd grown to hate everything beautiful. he'd learn to even hate her, she was beautiful and he was a beast.
and it rained that night. the beast was rising. he walked in to her room.......
So are you gonna continue with this story or is this it? would be nice to follow it thru the end.I just started readin this "graphic novel" called "fables".Its a very interestin take on almost all the "fairy tale" characters we read about.The story is set in contemporary New-york, where the fables have moved in to a small corner of the city after their Kingdoms were conquered by an entity known only as the "Adversary" (we don't know who or what he is, not yet anyway).The "mundies"(the real people) have no idea about the "fables" and the fables wanna keep it that way.So its a series of stories of whats goin on with the fables.Got some interesting characters like Big Bad Wolf, Bigby Wolf (his avataar) is the sherrif, King Cole is the mayor, Prince Charming is a broke womaniser,Snow white is assistant to the mayor,Jack (of jack and the bean stock) is a two-bit scammer....cinderella is an under cover agent who works for wolf...so on and so forth.I read half the series already...it's kinda cool too. Read it if you get your hands on it....i'm sure you'll like it.
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