LOGIN*JAMIN*When did he… how did he get in? The door had been locked. I had checked it this morning. It had still been locked when I came back just now. “Hello, baby,” he said, smiling at me from the bed. “Did you miss me?”I could not handle this! I turned and walked straight back out of the apartment, already pulling out my phone. Some part of me knew this might not help, but I didn’t know what else to do.I dialed 911. “911, what’s your emergency?” “Someone broke into my apartment,” I said. “I think he’s armed. Please hurry. I’m outside in the hallway.” The dispatcher kept me on the line, asked for the address, whether I was somewhere safe, whether I could see the person from where I was. I answered as steadily as I could while my free hand stayed clenched at my side.I leaned against the wall and waited.Fuck…I had genuinely started to believe he had given up.Why was this man so obsessed with me?!***** Three officers arrived a sh
*JAMIN* “I… I don’t…”Leave the country?I didn’t know how to feel about it. “Do I really need to leave?” I asked. “I think he might have given up. I haven’t seen him in days.” “What if he hasn’t?” Andrew said. “I think he’s hellbent on killing you. Do you seriously believe he won’t? Your life means nothing to him. That’s why he toys with you like this.” Hearing Andrew say that hurt more than I wanted to admit.Was my life truly worth nothing to Mister?He said he loves me… but his actions…I don’t know… “If you’re saying he’s determined to come after me, then wouldn’t leaving the country be riskier?” I asked. “What if he finds me? There’s a real chance he could. And if he does, you’ll be in danger too. Your family as well. I don’t want that.” “He won’t find you. I promise.” I admired Andrew’s confidence. I also wondered whether he had thought any of this through. Confidence meant very little against someone like Leonardo Madrigal. I did not
*JAMIN*I sniffled and choked out. “I regret ever meeting you.” Mister froze on top of me. For a second he just stared, like the sentence had knocked the air out of him. Then something in his face shifted. The wildness thinned. He moved back carefully, as if a little of his sanity had returned all at once. “I’m… um… what… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean… I didn’t…” He reached toward my face. I turned away before his hand could touch me.Why did I ever get involved with someone like him? Why did I ever think I loved him? I had even wanted to spend my life with him. I had been so dumb. So fucking dumb and blind.This was the real him… violent, inconsiderate, overly possessive, unstable, and terrifying. A life with him would mean spending years nursing wounds, both physically and emotionally. “I’m so sorry, Jamin… I’m so sorry.” He finally got off me completely. He pulled off his jacket and laid it over my chest. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to lose
*JAMIN* Mister stood in front of us, eyes dropping straight to Andrew’s hand in mine. “Mr Madrigal,” Andrew said coldly, “I’d appreciate it if you stopped bothering my boyfriend.”My eyes widened.That was his plan?What kind of plan was that?! Mister blinked. “Your boyfriend?” “Yeah. Jamin and I are dating.”Does he seriously think this would turn Mister off? Mister’s gaze shifted to me. Something in his eyes went dark so fast it made my stomach drop. “You… let him touch you?” His voice was very low. Before I could answer, he grabbed Andrew by the neck and slammed his back against the wall hard enough that the impact rattled through the brick. “How dare you?!” Andrew choked and immediately started struggling, both hands flying up to claw at Mister’s wrist. His feet scraped against the ground as he tried to twist free. Mister’s fingers were digging into his throat, and Andrew’s face was already changing color. “Stop! You’
*LEONARDO* “I need the real him back.” “I think he’s just scared, and understandably so,” Vance said. “He must think you’re going to hurt him again, so he’s protecting himself.” “I won’t hurt him again. I already told him that.” “You telling him isn’t enough. He clearly doesn’t trust you at all.” “Then what do I have to do to make him trust me?” “First, he has to know why you did that to him. Does he know everything about you? I know you may not want to tell him everything, but he at least needs to understand why you snapped that day. If he doesn’t understand it, he’s just going to keep thinking you’ll do it again.”I stared at him. “So you expect me to tell him about Julius?” “Yes.”I scoffed. “Are you being serious right now? He already has enough reasons not to want me, and you want me to give him more?” “I just think…” “Right. I should just walk up to him and say, Jamin, the reason I snapped that day was because I had a mental br
*LEONARDO* He glared at me like I had just said the most offensive word on the planet.Then he screamed into his hands. Was I that frustrating? Apparently yes, because a second later, he turned and kicked the wall hard enough that I heard the impact. I swallowed. “You can kick me if that would make you feel better.” He spun toward me so fast, the look in his eyes actually startled me. There was nothing soft left in it. Jamin closed the distance and kicked me with all his might. "Fuck… ahh.” I bent forward at once, grabbing my leg. Pain shot up from the spot hard enough to make my breath catch. He did not even slow down. He turned and just kept walking. “Jamin, that really hurts!” I yelled after him.He didn’t turn around. Where was the boy who used to flinch at the idea of me getting hurt? The one who worried when I came home late, who hovered when I had a scratch, who looked at me like I meant world to him? I limped after him,
*LEONARDO* My new pet checks all my boxes. Sure I knew some of these submissives on the apps were mainly into this because of the money and I don’t mind playing at all.But for my moral code, one must be a masochist to be with me. I needed them to be able to take all the pain I give. H
*JAMIN* The mister?Mister what?Should I ask what his name was?I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. Calmly, he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite to me. “Let’s eat first.” He began and pressed a button. Two waitresses came around. “What will you like to eat, Jam
*JAMIN* No!This was the only “10k” I’ve been able to find so far.I can’t lose him!I could lie, right?A harmless little lie.So I replied. 25 wasn’t that far from 22. I’d be 25 before you know it.Me: [I’m twenty-six]Mister:[Send a picture] A picture? What does he need a picture for?
*JAMIN* “Have you seen Caesar lately?” My co-worker, Frank asked as we both lifted bottles crates from a truck and into the warehouse. “No.”Then again, I really haven’t seen him in months. Caesar used to work some part time gigs with Frank and I. “I had found it suspicio







