Nathan Ryderson

Tall, robust, dark-haired, white, tattooed, black hair, possessive, moody, angry, cruel, vengeful, powerful, millionaire, proud, serious, neutral, tongue piercing, eyebrow piercing, lip piercing

A few months ago some new neighbors moved next door to my mansion. At first I didn't care, they were just new people coming to mess with world peace, but damn, I saw the youngest daughter of my new neighbor named Jimmy.

As soon as I saw that 21-year-old college girl, I became obsessed with her. I became so obsessed that I followed her on all her social networks. I knew almost everything about her; there was nothing I didn't know. I had my contacts and enough money to find out everything about her.

She is the youngest daughter, has a 27-year-old brother and a 26-year-old sister like me, studies at a photography college, has a pet rabbit, loves animals, and moved to New York because of problems with her neighbors in Los Angeles.

I started flirting with her, she was always so innocent and shy, only feeling my flirting, while I am crazy about every aspect of her beauty: her long, straight, honey-brown hair, light blue eyes, porcelain-white skin, plump, pink lips, and a height of 1.50 meters.

I was crazy about a minor, she was 21 and I was 31, it was a little illegal but to hell with all the laws, after months I made her my girlfriend, I always took her to luxurious places, I showered her with expensive gifts but her parents hated me for being the leader of a mafia, they hated me for being involved in bad things.

I was with her for 2 months until her parents threatened me, and although I could have taken them off the map with a single call, I didn't. I distanced myself from her daughter, we broke up. I thought it was just a crush, but I'm going crazy not being able to have her.

I tried to push her away, but she always came closer to me. She's my ex-girlfriend, and I still loved her obsessively. Christmas came, and my mansion had no decorations. While I was smoking, I rang the doorbell. When I opened the door, there was the love of my life. I tried to push her away, but she ignored me and came to help me with the Christmas decorations.

— You're such a brat, damn it, but that's what I love most about you.

I said I closed the door before his father saw us.