Page 11 of My Sleep Paralysis Demon

“I should have known. You are always there, all the time.”

He… noticed me? How come I never noticed him?

“I’m a workaholic,” I chuckled.

“You’re passionate and want your business to run smoothly,” he said. “I admire that. I work for someone else. You work for yourself.”

I smiled.And I enjoyed it, even on the long days.Together, we sat at the gray stone fountain, water lightly hitting our backs.

Again, it was silent. Maybe it was me. I hadn’t been on a date in a while, and it showed. Actually, the rest of the date went like that. Silence with a few words here and there.

There was no spark or electricity that I should feel. I’d never been in love like that. High school was when I had my last relationship. Then I just started hustling to get to my bakery. Itwasn’t easy and I faced many challenges. Never really cared to date or had the time to.

Bryant dropped me off at the Starlight Bakery. “I will see you around, Seren.”

I smiled. “And you too, Bryant. Thank you for the ice cream. It was delicious.”

He smiled but said nothing back.

On the way into my car, I decided we probably wouldn’t have another date. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t good.

After a short drive, I entered my house with a sigh when I got home. My body was tired, aching from the day. I was almost scared to go to bed.What monster would I get? One that wants to please me or one that wants to eat me and not in the way it did last night.

After winding down, I moved into my room and completed a few pieces of paperwork for the baker’s next income delivery.

Even when I was not at the bakery, I was working, which I didn’t mind. When you did what you loved, it never felt like a job. I loved waking up and walking into my bakery, seeing years of my hard work.

My back pressed against the bed frame.Should I risk it? Going to bed?

I loved having a night’s sleep, and I could tell my body needed a lot of time to catch up. But it was fifty-fifty on the type of monster I would get.That’s if what happened last night was what actually happened.

My thighs closed as heat rushed into my lower stomach. Last night, my bed was so wet from my juices. I had to clean my sheets this morning.

Maybe it was worth the risk.

Kage

No matter how much soap she rubbed on her body from the shower, she smelt like someone else.

A man.

Rage rushed through me. I thought we had a good night together, and then she came home late, smelling like some man’s cheap cologne.

Who was this man? She’s never smelt like anything besides sweet bakery treats. That was my girl’s scent. Not this cologne.

My lips turned into a frown as I watched her sleep. My body was filled with rage and anticipation. Every day, I craved to see her during the day, but she worked so much, she didn’t have time for me.

And now she was with another man. She had time for him.

A growl rumbled in my throat, and I climbed over her. Her one hand was tangled in her pink hair, mouth slightly opened. Her breath was steady, breast rising and falling. She wasn’t wearing underwear again.

She was horny before. I could still smell her sweet juices in the air.

Is that over that fucking guy?He didn’t even get her into bed, and he was already making her wet.Not my woman. I wasn’t willing to share with anyone. No monster, no man. I don’t care.

Climbing over her, my fingers wrapped around her neck, squeezing slightly and nails digging in. My face pressed into her neck, shadows licking her soft, ivory skin. “Who the fuck is he?”

Her breath picked up. I didn’t even need to look at her face to tell she was awake now, paralyzed by my magic. Fear rushed through her, and I tasted it. It was bittersweet because I didn’t want to scare her, but it always made my dick hard that I could do that to her.

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