Loving the criminal 2 (Bella's journey)

"I'm rather proud of my ability to tell lies. I can trick not only others but even my own heart."- Ludenberg Celestia (Danganronpa)

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Flashback 2...

"Bella." She loved her name when he called it with his seductive voice... She knew she had fallen for him like a raindrop. Yeah, she had known him for just hours and her heart dared to mess with 'love'. At some point, it was really hard to not fall for a guy like him.

Was it his ponytailed brown hair...or his ocean blue eyes mirroring vigor... or his mischievous smile that leaves you with a need to drink him... or his lovely deep voice that kept pulling her towards him as if he was made of magnet... or his friendly approach, making her doubts towards him, banish?

She didn't know why she was so crazy for a stranger who saved her out of the blue.

To her, he was a wicked witch. A witch leaving her completely bewitched by him.

"Bella, tell me more about you."

It goes the same with Kerry. He was burning... until it made him think as if the house was set in a flame of fire. But no... not in an ordinary fire but in a flame of desire.

Yes, he was yarning. Yarning to taste her because he was tormented by her. Was it pathetic of him?

"What do you want me to tell you?" They were seated at the tiny mat, drinking a glass of firewater and watching a movie... if anyone saw them, they would mistake them for a newlywed couple who are deeply, madly, blindly in love. (50% truth)

"Something interesting about you." Rolling the glass of liquor, he was mischievously waiting for the drunk woman to speak.

"Umm... let's see." Her face was all flashed indicating a few sips of booze made her lose her mind. "I am nineteen and a model. I just started modeling and..." She kept adding more to her empty glass.

And her barfly self continued blabbering.

"I was born in Ethiopia, where my Persian father met my mother... hiccup... Then when I turned 9, they got divorced and I am living a hellish life with my father ... hiccup... So I never saw my mom since then nor never get the chance to visit the country I was born... Hiccup... Hahaha, who am I kidding? I am living in a cage."

She could feel her eyes itching, welcoming the rain of tears.

"I missed my mother. Everyday passing by, yearning to get the chance to see her. But... hiccup... she is like a hostage for my selfish father and here I am, making money for him just because he said he will bring her to me... hiccup... I guess I never meant to live a happy peaceful life."

"Um." He nodded his head slowly, signaling her to say more about herself.

"And..." Her head was all foggy, making her unable to come up with a thing to say.

"And I-I want you." Ended up spilling the beans at once.

"..." The silence was loud. No one dared to say a word, but eyes dared to latch with each other's gaze.

"Give me that." He yanked the bottle from her grip and got up to put it away from her. "You are already drunk-"

"No! I want you, K-Kerry!" He froze on his track. "I am perfectly sober! I want to kiss you right now! Right here!"

This is why he regretted agreeing with her to have a 'drink'.

Finally, his head turned to her in slow motion, "What are you saying?" His heart was racing.

"I want you, Kerry!" Her eyes were glinting with a wave of lust... he glimpsed it under the dim light.

"I need you!" She got up and took a step towards him.

... He knew he was going to take advantage of a drunk woman.

"W-what are you doing?" Huh? His voice? It was hoarse as if he was controlling something.

His veins were visible on his arms  as he clenched his fists until they turned white... He bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood... Sweat glistened on his forehead and dripped down his neck.

His breaths were deep and hot as they escaped his lips. His eyes darted from side to side as if looking for an escape.

What was he fighting against?

Was it her manipulative, sinful body that broke the stone that shielded his control?

Was it the need to be saved that was shining on her amber watery eyes that made him want to hold on to her and keep her safe?... Impossible. He is a monster who enjoys playing with dead bodies like they are balls.

He is a criminal who can never feel this way and never deserves this feeling... It could never be.

"Kerry, I said I want you." Her hands reached up to wrap around his neck and pull him closer to her face.

Her warm breath caressed his cheek as she gazed at him with watery eyes. She repeated her words softly but firmly,

"I want you."

She didn't care if he heard or not. She just wanted to feel him... Her searing puff hitting his face, her amber eyes fixed on the sight of his soft lips,

"I ah... I need you." She kept muttering but none of it reached Kerry's senses.

When her parted delicate lips brushed against his...

'Snap'.

He knew right away he lost control... of what?

Himself, his lust, his desire, his greed for her taste exceeded the clouds, and he knew couldn't stop himself anymore. It's too late now...

Because his lips already crashed with hers.

"Hmph."

"Mmm..."

Muffled noises... Moans... groans... Hot breaths filled the small house. The kiss got deeper and deeper... his hands went to her hair, tilting her head back roughly, as his mouth crashed against hers.

... He held her her jaw between both hands and pinned her hungrily to his mouth... His tongue slid along her lips gently. In response, she opened her lips so his tongue could sweep in and steal what small fraction of sanity she had left.

"Mmm..." She moaned into his mouth as one of his hands slid down her body, gripping her small waist just enough to pull her to him...

Involuntarily, both of her hands came up and grabbed onto his shoulders which were massive underneath her palms so that she didn't sag to the ground.

The kiss was hungry, almost as though they had been starved for too long. Kerry realized he is moving fast but he didn't give a damn.

... He kept kissing her deeply and devouring every taste of her soft lips.

God, how much he liked the feeling. His brain was screaming to stop but he refused to obey... He refused to stop... No, he can't stop...

How could he stop when he already knew how much sweet she tasted? Sweet as fresh fruit... Her addicting taste made him like a monster who would sacrifice anything just to eat her all over, to see her heart-warming smile… again.

"Bella." his hiss sizzled in her open mouth... His strong hands clutched her back... His fingers dug into her spine as he crushed her soft body into his hard one, making her feel every contour of his muscled body.

The pulsating strength of his arousal bore its shape into her dizziness...

*Spoiler*

Sadly enough, it was her snore that snapped him out of this crazy cocoon of euphoria.

What? Did she just fall asleep?

Cursing under his breath, he carried her soft body to the bed and covered her with the blanket. His whole body was trembling and his heart was about to explode... Then again who wouldn't tremble after reaching the clouds only to fall down why so suddenly... Who wouldn't tremble after caressing her soft and curvy body and taste her addictive lips...

Sigh, he just escaped from making a huge mistake he will later regret. He knew there was no way in hell he would've stopped after kissing.

How is it possible for a predator to let go of his prey after tasting her?

...

As always, the sun rose from the east, greeting the world with a warm smile. And through the opened curtains, the sun licked Bella's face as if she were her favorite person.

"Mmm..." Moaned, her horsey voice indicating the satisfying sleep she got. Her eyes blinked slowly adapting to the piercing morning sunlight...

That's when the unfamiliar ceiling met face-to-face with her.

"Oh." Seeming like she remembered where she was, a knowing smile shone on her sun-kissed sweaty face.

She was with the cute boy who saved her from those thugs last night. Stretching her tightened muscles, her legs reached the ground to leave the bedroom. 

He was cooking something, looking all serious and focused.

She stared at his perfectly chiseled physique moving here and there, chopping vegetables, boiling eggs, and washing fruits at once.

Seems like he never noticed her presence.

He wore a t-shirt that was unable to cover his sweaty back and nice chest. His hair that reached his shoulders was loosened, unlike yesterday's ponytail. His eyebrows were arched giving him a cute boy aura.

The tip of his tongue licking his half-parted soft rosy lips slowly... Her eyes were fixed on his lips for a moment when a feeling of familiarity washed her thoughts.

Wait, why would his lips make her feel familiar? Why would his lips make her waver with a feeling of longing? Why would she miss his lips as if she had tasted them before?

Why?

What happened last night?

Pushing her thoughts aside, "Good morning," Greeted him with a warm smile and Kerry looked up when he heard her lovely voice.

His brain can't help but display last night's kiss...

Then he caught the sight of her swollen lips from the kiss... The monster in him, lust, was awakened and that was no good. Feeling scared of himself, he tried to avoid looking at her.

"..." He gave her a light nod and continued making breakfast silently.

"Mm… it looks delicious." She came closer and inhaled the aroma of the food.

"Do you have a hangover?" asked, still avoiding her gaze.

"No, not at all." She answered wondering why he was not looking at her. "I drink a lot. So, I am used to it."

Kerry was having a serious debate with himself. Should he apologize for what he did last night, or keep silent as if nothing happened?

"Kerry?" she said his name and when he looked at her face, his hormones started singing in harmony.

She was a real temptation when she was this close until her lovely vanilla scent was all that manipulated his sense of smell.

"Is something wrong? You look disturbed."

"N-Nothing is wrong." He let out regretting what his gaze just did. "Go sit at the chair I am almost done cooking."

They silently ate their breakfast. Not a single word dared to come out of their mouth, but their brain was storming with billions of confusions, questions, thoughts, doubts... even if the atmosphere was dead quiet, noises in their head were loud.

"So... I am going home today." She tried to break the awkward silence.

Kerry stopped eating for a bit and started chewing again. "And?" he questioned chewing the food in his mouth...

But why is he avoiding her gaze?

"I-I just want to thank you for your help." She smiled a little. "It means so much to me. Please let me do something to you."

"No need to bother about it."

'Just kiss me once. I already missed your lips on mine, and how they taste.' He said in his dirty mind.

"May I ask why you are mad at me? Did I do something wrong?"

"No." he gave her a short answer which unsettled her even more.

After finishing their breakfast in silence, they hopped on Kerry's motorcycle. It was a silk black machine that glinted in the morning sun.

Bella wrapped her arms around his waist as he revved up the engine. She felt a surge of adrenaline as they sped off. The wind whipped her hair and face as they drove through the streets.

She smelled the exhaust fumes mixed with his cologne... She knew she was about to miss how he smelled.

She saw her home getting closer and closer, a kind of fear pang in her chest.

Yeah, she is scared. What is her father going to do now? Is he going to punish her? Is he going to threaten her that he would harm her mother for not doing what he ordered? But it's so hard to be a girl… why would he force her to give her virginity to some unknown rich old man, again?

"We are here." The word she didn't want to listen, came out of Kerry's mouth as he parked in some corner near her house.

"I am sure this is the place you told me, right?" he looked at her with his crystal blue eyes that seemed to pierce through her soul.

"Y-Yeah." she stammered as she got off the motorcycle.

She felt his gaze on her body as she adjusted her clothes and wished she could stay with him more.

"k-Kerry..." She turned to him, her amber eyes clouded with fat tears.

"Hey hey hey... It's okay," he reached to touch her cheeks gently and she tasted his minty breath as he kissed her cheek.

He smiled slightly, though enough to form dimples... But she could see the worry in his eyes.

"Don't be scared, okay?"

Their eyes locked as silence made its reign... The air was suddenly burning with the need to hold each other and never let go.

Bella knew she had to say goodbye before she ended up dragging him into her troubled, messed up life, "B-Bye then."

When she was about to proceed, he clutched her wrist. And for some reason, she wanted him to do it. To stop her.

"Here take this." He handed her a small cell phone. "This is a secret phone. Call me when you need me or when you think it's an unassailable time to meet me. My number is already saved."

A hefty smile crammed her face. So... she can meet him again?

"Oh Thanks, Kerry."

"Don't forget to call me." He started his motorcycle, ready to leave. "Bye then. I hope we will see each other soon."

"I will. Don't worry." She told. Her eyes tearing up, blazing with full of excitement and hope to see each other again.

"Bye."

And like that, they said their farewells, recalling the beautiful moment they had together…

While on her way, her eyes widened when she remembered something…

She started running back to Kerry hoping she would find him near, and God must've heard her prayers, she saw Kerry fixing his motorcycle.

"Kerry!" she shouted  his name  loud  enough  for him to hear.

Kerry looked up to see the source of the lovely sound and was surprised when he saw her running towards him like a mad woman.

He waved his hand… "Is something wrong?!"

To his surprise and delight she threw herself  into his arms  and pressed her lips against his… her soft lips moved with such passion and urgency that he almost lost balance... Her unskilled lips made his knees go feeble.

Bella pulled away slightly when he didn't respond to her kiss.

Her shy eyes wandered everywhere but at him. "I am sorry for what I did last night, Kerry. Are you still mad? I didn't mean to act as if nothing happened last night. I was just skittish."

He was amused by her shy yet bold behavior. She just made him thirstier for her kiss, hungrier for her ardor.

"Ha..." He closed his eyes and exhaled, looking irritated his hand grasped his hair, teeth biting his lower lip. "Are you done talking?" he asked glancing at the lips he was about to devour.

"Yeah, I-" Before she could continue speaking, he took her lips for another steamy kiss.

But this time, he wouldn't stop easily.