–Aamon–
I followed Dad’s car with another car that I rented, driven by the son of the caretaker of the transient house.
We chatted while I watched their car disappear.
Almost.
The flight’s in a few hours.
But we reached the Loakan Airport here in Baguio.
I put my surgical mask on once I saw Dad with Caia and her little sister, Agatha.
I explained to Dad about the accommodations and whatnot for Caia’s sister, and he agreed.
But he still scolded me for stalking her.
Though he wouldn’t say anything to Caia.
I made him.
I’ll threaten him if he does.
I am not done playing hide and seek with my little bunny.
I sat just behind them.
It’s a cramped plane, and Dad doesn’t usually fly economy.
But there’s business class here, a direct flight to Manila.
Yeah, I have to deal with it for an hour.
Anyway, we arrived in the metro city.
Dad sent Caia and Agatha with a driver to escort them to the apartment that I arranged as their accommodation.
It was safe, fully furnished, and came with maids and security.
He stayed by the pickup bay, waiting for me.
Once the car left, I stood beside him.
He then turned to me.
“Why the fuck are you stalking Caia?” he hissed at me.
I just nonchalantly shrugged.
He reached his temple.
“I didn’t raise you to be like this.”
“Slishkom pozdno, ty vospital menya byt’ opasnym dlya etoy imperii.” (Translates to: “Too late, you raised me to be dangerous for this empire.”)
“Ya ne vospityval tebya, chtoby ty presledoval ee kak khishchnik, idiot!” (“I didn’t raise you to stalk her like a predator, idiot!”)
“Sorry, Father.
It’s done.”
A Jeep Wrangler stopped in front of us as Matt rolled the window down.
I opened the front passenger seat while Dad hopped into the backseat.
“Let’s go now, Matt.
Vivianne might throw a tantrum if we are not home right in time.”
He’s talking about Mom, who had been searching for us.
I think Dad already explained the situation and that we found where his best friend was.
We arrived home, and Mom scolded me for looking like a kid who uses drugs.
But I don’t do drugs.
I went to my room to take a bath.
A nice bath with the luxurious soaps that Mom insisted we use.
Once I’m fully dressed, I checked on Caia’s location.
They are already in the fully furnished apartment for her sister.
“Dear.” The door opened to my room.
“Let’s eat.
I prepared your favorite.”
My mother pulled me into a hug, squeezing me.
“It’s been a while since you came home.
Where have you been going?”
“Just somewhere,” I said nonchalantly.
I sat down and put my phone down, screen down.
I picked up the utensils.
“How are the Blackwood girls?” she asked as I froze.
Dad was the one who responded.
He explained it shortly, and Mom already had plans to visit them in the apartment.
I finished my meal and stood.
“I’m going,” I said and checked on Caia’s location.
“Aamon, you just got home.” Mom complained, almost pouting.
“I have something to do.”
I fished out my car key, headed to the garage, and drove my Ford Everest to Caia’s location.
It was just by the highway.
She was currently in the bank.
I waited outside and saw her come out, still with her old backpack.
She waved off a taxi, and that’s when I followed her.
She was back at her old apartment.
Oh, fuck.
Just when is she going to move out?
I put my hood on, parked my car nearby, then walked to get to the apartment.
I found her room open.
She had these cardboard boxes ready.
I unlocked my door and finally breathed.
I removed my face mask, turned on the AC that I had installed, then sat on the sofa, turned on my computer, and checked on what she was doing.
She was currently topless, only wearing a sports bra while tidying up her things.
The way she bent down made my manhood instantly hard.
That fine ass was just so fucking great.
It was heart-shaped when she bent down like that.
I reached for my phone and called her.
Her phone was ringing, and she seemed puzzled but answered it.
“Hello?”
“Hello, Caia.” My voice was deep as I leaned on my side.
“Who is this?” she asked.
“You forget me too quickly, huh, Little Bunny.”
“Oh,” she said nonchalantly.
“I did not forget you.
I just don’t know your name.”
“Just call me Mr.
A.”
She scoffed.
“Whatever.
I just got back and will not see you for a while.”
“I’m aching to see you.
Where are you?
I’ll come to you.”
“My place is cramped.”
“Then move out to the villa that I bought you.”
“Yes, I planned to this week, but I have to tidy up my things.”
“You don’t need those.
The villa is fully furnished.”
She was silent.
“Really?” She sighed.
“Now it’s hard for me to figure out where to put these things.
Even my lingerie.” I could see her smirking.
Is she flirting with me?
“Your lingerie?
Oh, we have a wide space for that, my Bunny.
Don’t worry, I’ll have someone fill it up.”
“Oh.” She didn’t look shocked at all, nearly mocking.
“I think you should stop spending on lingerie when you have to ruin it.”
I laughed in a low voice.
I don’t want anyone to hear me from across the room.
“I’ll buy those all over again if I get them ripped from you, Little Bunny.
Now, send me your address and be a good girl.”
“It’s cramped here and smells.
You won’t like it here.”
“Then, meet me for dinner.”
She sighed.
“I’m tired.
I don’t want your big cock shoved on me for so long.”
The way she spoke casually made me smirk.
It just gave me ideas on how to fuck her next.
“Hmm, if you don’t want my enormous cock shoved into you, that’s fine.
I have other parts of me that are more willing to be between your sanctuary.”
She laughed, really laughing.
“Alright, I’ll see you.”
“I’ll pick you up at seven at the same spot.”
“Okay.”
“See you, Little Bunny.”
I hung up and reached for the lube to watch her work.
She had it all tidy in just an hour.
I watched her while stroking myself.
For the whole time, she had been cleaning up her apartment, dragging a garbage bag out of her room.
She put an oversized shirt on and locked the door as she headed down, dragging the heavy garbage bag.
I came out of my room and watched her from the terrace.
She spoke to an old man with that bike with a sidecar filled with junk.
She helped the old man place it over his ride.
I even heard her speak.
“Can you come back tomorrow?
I have more for you.”
“Sure, sure, Ihja.
Thank you, thank you.”
She smiled and headed back.
I went back to my room and froze at the unfamiliar man trying to check on her padlock.
I frowned and glared at him.
He quickly left and went to the other room.
I headed back to my room and watched the live footage.
She headed back and locked her room.
She rummaged through her clothes and checked out dresses.
My heart ached, realizing that she didn’t have much clothing at all.
Most were worn out.
But she has money now.
She stood and dressed up quickly.
Then, she took her old bag and checked her wallet.
Then, she left the room.
She locked it.
I waited and waited.
As soon as she left, that’s when I noticed a guy lingering around her room.
I installed a camera just outside my room to monitor her.
It’s not really visible, but I watched as he tried to pick the lock.
I snapped screenshots, typed on my computer, and sent them to the landlord.
I locked my computer, kept the AC running, then came out of my room and pulled his shirt.
“What are you doing in my girlfriend’s room?” I muttered as he looked shocked.
“Sorry!
Sorry!”
The landlord arrived, and she separated us.
She apologized to me, and she smacked the man.
I glared at him.
That ugly face, dark circles around his eyes, and dilated pupils.
This bastard is taking something strong.
I locked my door as the landlord scolded him so much.
I locked my room and headed downstairs.
I had caught up with my Little Bunny, looking around and wearing a headset.
I reached my car and got inside, watching as the girl waved for a taxi.
I followed that taxi, and I smiled when she finally reached the mall.
Yes, she needs to doll up for me later.
She went to boutiques and didn’t look at the price tag and purchased three dresses.
Then, she purchased shoes next.
I lifted my phone and texted her.
Me: I think a pink dress will suit you.
Caia didn’t check her phone.
I texted her again.
This time, she finally reached for it and checked it.
She raised her brows and texted back.
Caia: Excuse me?
Me: Pink will suit you.
Caia looked around, but I kept myself hidden.
Caia: Are you stalking me?
Me: I might be.
Hi!
Sorry!
I forgot to mention that there are trigger warnings that some readers may not be comfortable with.
Please read at your own risk!
Also, things will definitely get explicit, dark, and crazy.
But I hope you enjoy!