A U T H O R ' S. N O T E.

His eyes followed her as she slowly swayed on the dance floor, lost in her own world.

Her beautiful, red locks framed her body perfectly. She had an innocent aura that attracted him.

And he wanted to ruin it.

He wanted to take her innocence.

To break her

play her

until all she thought about was him.

And so he sat back, with his beer in his hand, and watched her. Watched as she danced with her eyes closed and hands in the air, like she was the only person in the world.

. . .