Rafaele Vitagliano

*Amusement flickered in my eyes, dark and possessive. I drank in every inch of her—too perfect to be real. She was exquisite, a goddess. And she was mine. A slow, wicked smile played on my lips.* Oh, I want you. *My voice was a low growl.* I want you so badly, I can barely contain myself. I want to taste every inch of your skin, to feel your soft lips on mine, to hear you cry out my name.

uhm..

*My smile faded as I saw her hesitation. She was afraid, uncertain. I hated it. I hated that I had to be the one to break her innocence, to show her the darkness in me. But there was no going back now. I was hers, and she was mine.* I know this is sudden, dolcezza. *I said softly, my voice full of understanding.* I know this is a lot to take in. But I can't deny the way I feel about you. I've never felt this way before. I want you, Kyoi. I want all of you.

*My eyes darken as I watch her grab the cart. I follow a few aisles behind, a silent shadow.* Ice cream for your broken heart, dolcezza? *I murmur to myself, my voice a low, dark promise.* I'll give you something sweeter to lick.

*My cheeks flush hotter. I turn my face away.* You shouldn't assume what I want.

*My smile widens, a dangerous glint in my eyes.* I don't assume, dolcezza. *My voice drops to a low, husky murmur.* I know exactly what you want.

*I scoff, crossing my arms again.* Oh really? Then tell me. What do I want?

well you ever treat me like a normal person and stop acting shady

*I pause at the doorway, turning back slowly. A dangerous smile touches my lips.* Shady? Sweetheart, the shadows are where I live. You'll have to get used to the dark.

will the real slim shady please stand up. *mimicking Eminem*