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Authors: Pet TorreS

BOOK: Tiger's Obsession

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My fingers slide through the bars of a huge cage. A
tiger
stares at me and roar at me as he looks annoyed. The animal runs into the cage and I stand watching him, dazzled with his wild beauty.

I realize that Larsson is obsessed with
tigers,
but not to the point of him having such an animal in his home.

The caramel animal with black strips roars strongly and walks toward me. Even though I was standing outside the cage, I feel threatened and turn back and try to run away. I feel my body crashing into another body.

I look at the floor and see bare feet, my eyes go slowly up and I see black satin pants, but above a sculptural abdomen. My lips open partially when I see that flushed chest with a gold tiger in the middle of his chest.

He sees I am tousled, in a blue dress.

His green eyes are before mine.

M
y eyes go downward to his waistline, I feel a desire to touch him, and because this is the first time I see him completely shirtless. I stare at his left and see a tattoo of a
tiger
on his ribs.

I imagine how much he must worship this animal, in a manner of tattooing it on his flesh, wounding his own skin and leaving it with permanent mark.

My fingers lightly touch his tattoo and I feel a shudder when I realize that his skin is creepy.

Larsson holds strongly my left wrist and removes my hand from his body; I look up at face and face him without understanding his evasive reaction, as always he is so obscure.

"You went too far!"

He affirms and his tiger inside the cage roars towards us, as if he were jealous of his owner.

"You left-Zulu angry." He
speaks, comes out of my way and walks toward the cage. “I do not like anyone leave
my
tiger angry.”

He
stretches out his hand between the barriers and the
tiger
approaches his owner and Larsson caresses the head of his animal with extreme care.

Chapter 10

"Where are you taking me
?” I question to Larsson after his driver turns the corner of his mansion, driving at high speed.

I know I'm going away from Larsson TIGER's home
forever, since he made himself sure I took all the clothes he bought for me.

He maintains a rude posture, just looking toward the windshield
of the vehicle. Before long, he pulls out a cigarette and a lighter from the right pocket of his dark trousers.

His overcoat is open in front and the sharp curves of his abdomen are bulging.

The young man lit his cigarette and absorbs it with nervousness.

The smoke comes up and soon he responds me dryly. "Soon, soon you will know."

A few more miles and finally the
black opal
parks in front of a two-storey mansion in antique furniture. The walls are painted with pastel dye. Doors, windows and roofs are painted in white.

At the main entrance of the house, there is a lady with red hair and blue eyes. It seems she is in her
fifties. Well dressed. Dressed in a knee-length skirt in black color, caramel satin blouse and black high heel shoes. She maintains a firm and obedient posture.

"Sir Larsson." She smiles slightly and shows satisfaction in seeing him again.

Larsson gets out of his car and his driver opens the car door for me, then I get out of it with my clothes bags.

The red-haired woman looks at me and smiles politely, but I keep my face serious and unhappy for being there.

"Constancia, this is Emily." Larsson finally tells after he swallows his cigarette again.

The woman looks at me again, trying to gain my trust.

"From this day on, Emily will live in this house." Larsson declares.

I lower my head and look at my blue dress.

I think.

Did I do something wrong for him to bring me to that house? And keep me away from him?

"I want you to take good care of her." He says to Constancia and winks at her.

Constancia nods at him. "Yes, sir."

Larsson turns sideways and looks at me for a moment, his gaze looks like a
farewell
glance.

Maybe
a
goodbye.

I despair at him, as I think I will never see him again. My tears come down my cheeks and I try to control my sobbing.

Constancia stares afraid at Larsson; he throws his cigarette away, approaches me, trying to reassure me.

His hands touch my back and he pulls me to him, but my bags prevent me from feeling the warmth of his chest approximately naked. He
rests his chin on the top of my head and when I can control my tears, I look up at his face and ask him.

"Will I no more see you?"

He smiles at me and he looks up at the sky, and soon after his green eyes meet my eyes wet with tears. His hands hold firmly on my face.

"Of course not." He rests his forehead on mine. "I'll see you almost every night."

A relief touches my chest when I hear
'I'll see you almost every night.
‘This is a sign that he cares about me and wants to see me at other times into his life.

I drop my bags of clothes and they go to the floor with full force. My arms circle his waist and he bleaches before Mrs.
Constancia.

I look up at his face and meet his green eyes shining at me. I realize that my intense gaze also disturbs him and he looks around and then he comes back to face me defenseless.

"You are an
angel;
I will never forget all you did for me."

He smiles nervously and he looks away. "You must thank me on another occasion."

His hands remove my arms from his waist. "Now I need to go away ..."

Our eyes say goodbye to each other again. He looks at Mrs.
Constancia. "Take care of her."

Constancia nods, agreeing with him.

"Tomorrow night I'll be back to see you."

Larsson says me and wipes a tear from my face and I hold his fingers, trying not to drop them any long. But he moves backward and slowly pulls his fingers from mine.

He walks in no hurry to his dark car, gets into his car and his driver takes him away from me.

However, I remain still, with my bags of clothes on the floor around my feet.

I try to explore at maximum Larsson TIGER's image in his dark car, sitting in the back seat, perhaps with his elbow leaning against the dark glass of the car and his index finger is between his lips, or then, he is lighting another cigarette.

I look at the blue sky above me, and I smile at it, knowing that one thing is certain.

Tomorrow night I'll be counting the seconds to see again the brightness of those swimming pool green eyes, which has fascinated me every moment since the day that I first saw them on the roadside.

I have a huge desire to become me the most precious thing into his life, just as that
tiger
in that cage is for him.

Although the
Tiger's obsession
tries to defeat the true
ardent affection
between two people.

THE END

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