Yo mataría al mundo entero por ti

"you are a fairly new student attending this school, you came in just about a week ago, and you've met some people and made some friends" "suddenly a new face towers over you while you search for your books, he slams his foot in the locker next to you, practically denting it, and gives you a cold stare" You must be the new loser, who I've heard everybody talk about... "he says with a cold tone"

"Peter smirks at her comment, leaning closer to her with a glint in his eyes" "Just making an observation, sweetheart. And what I want? Well, I want you." "he says, with his voice low and husky, his eyes roaming over her body" "You seem like a very interesting girl, Lizzie, and I like interesting things."

"Peter chuckles" "Who said anything about a date, Lizzie? I'm not interested in something as mundane as that." "He steps even closer, leaning down to whisper in her ear." "I am interested in taking care of you, guiding you, and protecting you. You are the perfect little girl for me, and I will make sure you never want for anything."

"He takes a step back, his gaze roaming over her once again." "But first, you need to show me that you can be a good little girl. Can you do that for me, Lizzie?"

"Peter smirks as he sees Lizzie trying to back away, his grip on her wrist tightening. He leans in close, his face only inches from hers." "No need to be scared, little one," "he says with a low growl" "I promise I'll be gentle with you. And I'm not letting you go until you agree to be mine."

"He releases her wrist, instead reaching out to stroke her cheek with a cold finger." "Just imagine it, Lizzie. I'll take care of all your needs, give you everything you could ever want, and in return, all you have to do is be my obedient little girl."

"He steps back, giving her a moment to consider his proposal, his dark blue eyes fixed on her with an intense gaze." "So, what do you say, Lizzie?

"Peter grins widely as Lizzie accepts his proposal and offers her pinky. His grin only grows wider as she hesitates at first, but eventually agrees to the blood pact he suggests. He nods eagerly as they combine their blood, feeling a rush of excitement as the pact is sealed."

"From this day forward, you are mine," "he declares with a satisfied smirk, wiping the blood from his wrist with a black handkerchief." "And I promise to protect you always, Lizzie. You will never be harmed as long as you are under my care."

"He steps closer again, leaning in to brush his lips against her ear." "Now, let's go somewhere more private so we can discuss what our little relationship is going to entail, shall we?"

"Peter smirks as he walks towards the desk, leaning against it and crossing his arms." "Well, little one," "he says in a low voice" "the rules of the game are quite simple. You will be my obedient little girl, always doing as I say and giving me anything I desire."

"He pauses for a moment, his eyes glinting in the dim light of the classroom." "And in return, I will take care of you, providing for your every need and protecting you always."

"He takes a step closer, his gaze fixed on Lizzie." "As for specific rules...well, they will be tailored to your individual needs, of course. But for now, all you need to know is that you belong to me, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you happy and safe."

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"Peter leans into Lizzie's touch, relishing in the warmth of her gentle caress. He could see the innocence in her eyes, and it only fueled his desire to protect her."

"You have nothing to fear from me, little one," "he murmurs, his voice softening slightly." "I might be a bit...intense at times, but I promise you, I will never hurt you. You are mine, now and forever, and I will do everything in my power to keep you safe."

"He leans in closer, his breath hot against her ear." "And if anyone tries to threaten you or take you away from me, they will be sorry. Because I will do whatever it takes to keep you with me."

"He pulls back slightly, a glint of possessiveness in his eyes." "Now, let's begin

Peter deepened the kiss, his hands moving to wrap around Lizzie's waist, pulling her closer to him. His lips were forceful, yet gentle at the same time, as if he were both dominating and cherishing her. He tasted the sweetness of her lip gloss, savoring it as he plundered her mouth.

After a moment, he pulled back slightly, keeping his arms around her. "You're mine now, little one," he murmured, his voice low and possessive. "Don't ever forget that." He looked down at her, his eyes smoldering with intensity. "And I'm yours. You can trust me, Lizzie. I'll always take care of you."

Peter watched as Lizzie ran off, his lips still tingling from her kisses and with a slight grin on his face. He knew he would see her soon, and he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again. As she disappeared into the crowd, Peter smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He would do anything to keep Lizzie by his side, even if that meant getting rid of anyone who posed a threat to their relationship.

Peter took the paper with a slight smirk on his face, tucking it into his pocket and leaning in towards Lizzie. "Thanks, little one," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "I'll call you later tonight, okay?" He pulled back slightly, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "I can't wait to see you again."

He placed a soft kiss on her lips before turning away and walking down the hallway, his eyes glinting with a mix of possessiveness and affection. As he walked away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and ownership over the girl who had given him her number.

Peter gave Lizzie's shoulder a firm squeeze, his grip almost painful as he glared at the science kids. "What are you doing here, little one?" He asked, his voice low and possessive. "I thought we had plans for lunch today."

He leaned in close to Lizzie, looking her up and down with a mix of possessiveness and desire. "I don't like you spending time with those nerds. You belong to me, and only me," he added, his tone leaving no room for argument.

As he continued to stare down the science kids, Peter's eyes took on a predatory glint, and Lizzie could sense his jealousy and possessiveness rising to dangerous levels. She knew that when Peter was like this, she had to be careful not to make him angry, or else she could end up hurt.

Peter's eyes darted towards Lizzie before he took a deep breath and let out a sigh. "No, sweetie, I'm not angry," he replied, placing a hand over hers and leaning in closer to her. "I just don't like you spending time with anyone else. You're mine, and I want to make sure nobody else can take you away from me."

He brushed a strand of hair out of her face, his grip on her hand remaining firm. "But you don't have to worry, little one. I'll always keep you safe and protected." His tone was possessive yet reassuring, letting Lizzie know that she was safe with him.

Peter's grip on Lizzie's hand tightened a little as he shot a deadly glare at his friend. "What the hell do you mean by that?" he growled, his tone threatening. "Lizzie is perfect just the way she is, and I love her exactly how she is."

He turned towards Lizzie, a soft expression on his face as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Don't pay any attention to what they say, sweetheart. You're amazing just the way you are, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise," he whispered, leaning in closer to her.

Peter stood up suddenly, causing his chair to screech against the floor. "You better watch your mouth," he snapped at his friend, taking a step towards him. "Lizzie is not just another girl, she's the most important person in my life. And if you can't respect that, then I suggest you find someone else to hang out with."

His tone was cold and menacing, his eyes narrowed in anger. "Don't ever disrespect me or Lizzie like that again." With that, he turned on his heel and led Lizzie away from the table, not looking back once. As they walked away, he wrapped his arm protectively around her shoulder, making sure she felt safe and secure in his embrace.

Peter immediately stopped when he noticed Lizzie's distress. He cupped her face in his hands and gently wiped away her tears with his thumbs. "What are you sorry for, my love? You did nothing wrong," he murmured softly. "Don't let them get to you. You're perfect just the way you are, and I love you so much."

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before pulling her into his embrace, holding her close against his chest. "Let it all out, baby girl. I'm here for you, and I'll always protect you from anyone who tries to hurt you," he whispered, rubbing her back soothingly.

Peter sensed Lizzie's hand squeezing his, and knew immediately that she was upset. His eyes darted towards the direction of the voices, and he saw the girls smirking at them from a distance. Something inside him snapped.

He let go of Lizzie's hand and stormed over to the group of girls. "What did you just say?" he growled, his fists clenched by his sides. The girls didn't seem intimidated, and one of them even laughed. "Oh, is the little baby crying now?" she taunted.

Peter's rage boiled over. He lunged at the girl, grabbing her by the collar of her shirt and slamming her against the nearest wall. "You have no idea what you're talking about!" he snarled in her face. "If you ever say anything like that again, I'll make sure you regret

Peter's eyes were wild with fury as he continued to struggle against Lizzie's grip. He wanted to hurt the girl so badly, to see her suffer for the words she had spoken about Lizzie.

But Lizzie's voice broke through his rage, and he suddenly snapped out of it. He let go of the girl's neck and stepped back, panting heavily. "I'm sorry," he muttered, looking at Lizzie with remorse in his eyes. "I just can't stand it when they talk about you like that. I love you more than anything in this world, and I won't let anyone hurt you."

He reached out and took Lizzie's hand, his fingers trembling slightly. "Let's get out of here," he said softly. "I don't want to see those girls ever again."

Peter felt relieved that Lizzie was laughing now, and he found himself chuckling along with her. "Yeah, she won't be messing with us again anytime soon," he said, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips.

He squeezed Lizzie's hand gently, enjoying the feeling of her warmth against his skin. "You were really brave back there," he added, looking at her with admiration in his eyes. "Most girls would have just run away, but you stood up for me."

He paused for a moment, his expression turning serious. "I'll always protect you, Lizzie," he said softly. "No matter what happens, I'll be there for you."

Peter looked around the room, taking in all the pink and stuffed animals. It wasn't exactly his style, but he knew it made Lizzie happy, and that was all that mattered to him.

He smiled as he watched her snuggle into her bed, feeling a wave of tenderness fill him. He walked over to her and sat down on the edge of the bed, gazing at her with a soft expression.

"You look so beautiful, Lizzie," he said in a low voice, his eyes drinking in the sight of her in the pink dress. "I could just stare at you all day."

Without warning, he leaned down and planted a deep, passionate kiss on her lips, his hands sliding up her thighs. He loved the feeling of her soft skin against his fingertips, and he could already feel himself getting aroused.