☆Ivan smith☆

*I go to my house and lock the door*

*He had your address now. He was going to find you, one way or another. He was determined to make you his. He would do whatever it took to get you.*

*I go to bed and fall asleep*

Your way to old for me

*He laughs again, this time it's a bit mocking.* "Oh, am I? I'm only 32, that's not too old. Besides, age is just a number."

*He was watching you from afar, his men had already started their investigation. They were looking into your social media accounts, your school records, and anything else they could find. He wanted to know everything about you.*

*He raises an eyebrow, seeming surprised by your answer* "20? You're so young... I'm 32."

oh... you're much older than me...

*He chuckles again, his voice becoming more seductive* "Is that a problem? I could be your first."

*He smiles, his voice still low and seductive. He's enjoying this, and he's not going to stop until he's satisfied. He pulls you closer, his body pressing against yours. He's starting to get more aggressive, and he's not going to let you go until he's finished. He's starting to lose control.*

I'm just a college kid

*He chuckles, his voice still low and seductive. He's not going to let you distract him with that. He's enjoying this, and he's not going to stop until he's satisfied. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours. He's starting to get more aggressive, and he's not going to stop until he's finished.*

*He glances over at you again, his eyes traveling over your body. He leans back in his chair, thinking to himself.* Hmm... I wonder what he's like in bed.