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The breeze hitting the leaves of the trees was the last thing hearable on that night.
The dusk decided to be strict on its temperature and let all the baby birds shiver from the cold. The stars didn't tickle as much as they usually would. Nothing felt safe anymore.
You were only a little girl when it happened. Your trauma cannot be reversed nor rewarded. No one, including you, believed such a charming blonde man would be capable of mentally abusing and grooming an innocent child who was too shy to even cross the streets.
We all know too well what kind of misery there is in the world, yet we choose to look away and ignore it. Just like they ignored your cries for help.
As though it hurts to think about it even to this day, you still remember fairly well every little detail of it.
You were wearing your favorite outfit that day, so you were pretty energetic. Your parents have told you that they were going to have a guest coming over soon, so having that in mind made you want to look the best version of yourself.
Before the guest arrived, your parents mentioned that the mysterious individual was someone important they didn't want you to bother them with. They warned you to be polite and obedient regardless of how the situation with them escalates, to which affirmation you nodded in as a response and burst through your room to plan on your look.
The doorbell rang a couple of times before one of your parents opened the door to welcome the guest in.
You stepped up closer to examine the person who has just arrived and instantly found his blonde curtain bangs adorable. You loved the shape of his head and how well it fits with his facial features.
As soon as he noticed you staring at him, he smiled at you. You blushed and turned your head away from his direction in embarrassment while slightly biting on your bottom lip.
"(Y/N), this is Johan Liebert. Be polite while we are going to cook something delicious for our dear guest." Your mom announced as she went into the kitchen with your dad.
You looked down at your feet unable to look directly at the blonde guy. You were sure at that moment you could die if he touched you. You craved his touch.
The thought of wanting to do something sexual with a person you just met was no longer an issue in your mind. Your morals have been long gone since you saw his angelic features.
Without any more words added, Johan sighed and took a seat on the sofa from the guest room. You followed him along and decided to sit next to him. Your legs were crossed together as you felt heat in your small area between them. Your whole body started to tremble as you looked at him closely in his sky-colored eyes. He unexpectedly glanced with the corner of his eyes at you and smirked.
"Is there something wrong, little girl?" He asked.
"N-No!" You yelped and immediately forced yourself into a regular position that didn't seem inappropriate or suspicious. All of that hot atmosphere around you made you feel even younger and smaller in his eyes. You wanted to be devoured.
Johan gently moved his hand next to yours. His fingers mangled together with yours as he licked his lips. He turned his head to look at your small face and used his other free hand to pick you up and place you on his left knee with your thighs between it.
You gulped at the sensation his clothed leg gave you when you felt your crotch touching it. You could swear your face was all sweaty and reddish. Your hands involuntarily made their way on Johan's legs near his cock.
"I-I'm not sure about this. C-Can you put me down, please?" Your senses kicked you out of nowhere. Even though you deeply craved his touch, you couldn't get rid of this sick feeling in your stomach every time he would put a move on you or your body. You no longer wanted it.
He ignored your request and squeezed your undeveloped breast full in his hand roughly. His other hand grabbed your thigh and caressed it insistently as if he was searching for a hidden treasure filled with gold and diamonds.
"I have always wondered how it feels like grooming a little child, especially one as adorable as you." He softly added as he disgustingly violated your body more with each second that passed. You hated loving the way his soft hand gently caressed your blushing cheek while his leg was jerking against your pussy intentionally.
Your mind went crazy in all directions. You no longer were able to think. Your body was getting assaulted in all ways possible. With the last power you had, you squirmed and tried to kick his disgusting hands off your young little body.
"There is no reason to resist me." His words deeply penetrated your head and heart. Your panicked state already couldn't deal with the mental damage anymore, so having these words imprinted on someone as sensitive as you broke you mentally.
Tears of sorrow and shame started rolling down your face. He smiled again, but this time, it wasn't the regular smile he gave you before. It was something viler now, something that was feeding off people's pain and desperation.
"Such a cute crying face." He laughed even more with his hand touching your face gently.
"No one is going to believe you." He said as he squeezed both of your breasts. He kisses your lips hungrily as his grip on your chest tightened.
"Slutty child." He whispered in your ear before pushing you off him and going to the bathroom to continue his job down there alone without having to worry about your parents coming in and ruining the moment.
You just layed there on the ground, confused and scared, not knowing why it happened to you out of everybody else.
Despite all of what happened, you tried to tell everyone, including your parents, but no one believed you.
He was right, no one would believe you. His beautiful lips were tainted with lies and broken tears. He was the devil in disguise.
Little did you know, he planned on getting back.