he broke from the kiss and went to her closet. He grabbed most of her clothes and put them in a suitcase. When he was done he took her once more in her arms and kissed her passionatly and then led her form the room.

"Wh-What are you doing?" She asked as she stared down at the packed suitcase.

"dont worry i paid for your realease. You can finally leave this place." He said with a hopeful smile.

Satire's curious expression faded to pure joy. Jumping the man she threw her arms around his neck hugging him tightly. Uncontrollably a few stray tears streaked her cheeks.

"come on, before they change their minds and say that you cost more than i paid for you." He took her hand and pulled her from the room. As they reached the elevator and waited he turned to her and kissed her hard. The elevator finally came and they rushed inside, kissing each other again and again. They ran out the door to the corner and called a cab. Finally they arrived at his house and waled in the enormous doors. "now here is the desicion that needs to be dealt with, i have a guest room up stairs next to mine and it is all made up you can sleep there or you can sleep by the fire..." he continued on that way just longing to pick her up and kiss her all over, but instead he droned on about all the places she could sleep.

Satire Nodded Following him out, and around the corner getting into the cab. Arriving at his estate she couldn't help but Gawk at how big the place was. Outside it was absolutely enormous, and she couldn't begin to imagine the inside.

Standing in the entrance with him, she looked up confused.

"By the fire?" She questioned with a smirk.

He had hoped that she would sleep with him, but he knew that he needed to take it slow. "would you like a book to read by the fire?" he led her to the library. "Choose any book you wish, i will be back in a moment i must get a blanket and some pillows set up by the fire for you." he turned and left the room.
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He came back ten minutes later to find Satire with a book. He led her to the fire, but on the way showing her the way to his room and the spare room in case she needed anything. They reached the living room where and fire was burning away. "well i am going to bed, but i need you to know thatif you need anything what so ever do not hesitate to come and get me." Before he left he kissed her goodnight and turned from the room. He went upstairs and got into bed. Not being able to sleep he lay in bed thinking of the days events.

Not really speaking much Satire was a little nervous. She loved the man and everything, but she only just came upon this realization that evening. Laying before the fire she skimmed through the pages reading fairly quickly, Satire began to drift off into sleep.

Nightmare

Waking suddenly breathing quickly, Satire looked about to reassure herself that she was safe. Still feeling an eerie sort of presence, and even though she knew it was her imagination, she didn't want to press her luck. Rising to her feet she simply left the blanket, book, and pillow, and quickly left the room, and walked down the hall to Adam's room glancing behind her every now and then reassuring herself that there was no one there.

Upon arriving to his room she knocked lightly on the door. When there was no answer she turned the handle slowly to see him laying in bed. Before she could convince herself to just go back an other wave of fear washed over her, and she entered his bedroom closing the door behind her.

Quietly Satire walked to the bed, and knelt beside him nudging the man lightly.

Adam hadnt realized that he had fallen asleep. He awoke to a littel nudge and he shot uup afraid that something was wrong. "Are you okay?" he said as he turned to the womenwho compared to him looked so much like a little fragile girl.

Satire sat there feeling so small in the large dark room.

"I had a bad dream." She murmured hanging her head in some form of shame, "I-I was hoping that maybe I-... I could sleep with you...?" She asked embarrassed as she sat beside the tall man.

"My dear anything you like" Adam pulled back the covers for Satire to climb under. Once she was comfy, he rolled over to make it less like they were a couple cause they were not, but he wished they were. The most beautiful figure lay beside him and yet he didnt have the nerve to tell her, again, that he loved her. "Goodnight little angel."

Laying there, Satire sucked in a silent breath of courage, and carefully slid closer to him in hopes of not moving the bed. Gently she tugged on his sleeve as she stared at the back of his head.

He turned his head to face the little girl "what is it dear?"

"..." There was not a word that she could find that she wanted to say moments ago. Groaning internally she snuggled herself in closer to the man burying her face into his neck.

he pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head to show that she was loved.