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10. Alone in Penthouse
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2020-11-07 20:26:14I stand firm-too stubborn to do his bidding and looking back at him with different looks to the beautiful face man with evil heart--he sits relaxly leaning his shoulder to the sofa, his eyes intensely looking at my everypart. I will not do his order to sit!! Never!! I will take the packet and go-far away from here.
"Laila!! Sit here!!" He commanded me.
"No!! Where is my packet??" I stand still, too stubborn to obey his bidding.
He never lifts his gaze away from me. And, suddenly, without me realizing it, my feet move they're own accord, walking forward-heading to his direction.What the..
"Stop!!" What happened to me??
"Stop!!"
Blaze smirks, his green eyes leisurely enjoying the view. I really hate this.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
I repel the mantra over and over again, but it seems like my brain refuses to deliver the order to my feet to stop. I walk slowly to the guy who sits with sly looks. My feet moving on their own. My hands starts raising, my thumb is on the zipper of my jeans. My hands moving on their own by Blaze's order.
"Stop!! Stop!!"
"Stop! You... Evil stop!"
"So.. I am an evil now?" He smirks, "But... You love the evil's touch right? You were moaning the last time I touched you, mmh... and your lips kissed me back. So what should I call you? The evil bride? The evil wife?
I still walk-now closer to him, and when I am standing exactly in front of him, out of my control, my body moves again and sits on the plump leather sofa which is sat by the devil.
Blaze smiles wickedly and seems very satisfied when I sit next to him, he kisses my forehead softly, shocking me with the soft sides of him. He stands up and walks through a door leading to another room.
Not long after that, he comes back holding two white towels. He walks closer to me with his intense green orbs and he sits on his knees right in front of me, he opens my dirty and wet shoes slowly and very carefully-no hint of disgustion is shown on his face.
With his warm hands, he cleans my dirty feet with care. He cleans each finger until my heels, from my left foot to the next one-he focuses doing the job, softly and meticulously. Never-as a woman, I am treated like this, even my Dad--that jerk. My heart thumping erratically inside my chest.
No, Laila!! Don't be faltered by his charm! Remember he has haunted your night, made your campus life bad, and now.. your carreer.
I can't move my body when he cleans my feet. Not an inch-I'm frozen... No!! He made me frozen. His eyes focused at my dirty feet.
After both of my feet were cleaned, he stands and uses another towel to dry my waist-long hair which is wet from the rain, his eyes staring intensely at mine. His hands pat my head softly after the towel done doing it's work.
He kisses my forehead once again, soft and warm--I'm still frozen in my seat. He smirks evilly.
"I will make you surrender... your body and soul willingly-giving your all to me on a silver platter. You will beg me, to take your heart, your body and ravish your soul, Laila. I will make your every vein runs just for my name, your breath only for me, your smile, your body, your brain-they will only answer for my name. You will be addicted by my touch, you will crave for my body. Never will I let any guy have you," he says huskily while holding my cheeks with both hands.
I welcome his erotic aroma when his lips met mine, wildly and warm. I unbelievably enjoy it, even just a bit. When his tounge traveled inside my mouth, my heart beats faster and something happened, stirring my woman part. I feel disgusted with my self. Why oh why I enjoy his touch?
My breath hitched, and I pant hard, I sound like a slut enjoying the customer's touch-my father's touch.
Damn!! That bad memories spread fast through my system, making me disgusted with my own self and absolutely angry with the man kissing me wildly because he made me feel this way.
I moan hard, and I bite his tounge ordering him to stop the kiss. I scream loud at him... and the frozen spell is lifted, I can move again.
I stare distatefully at him still in my seating position while he sits on the carpeted floor not far from me-shock written on his green orbs, he looks confused because I could break his spell.
I stand. "Where is the packet?" I am disgusted... by his touch, by me, and the bitch my father slept with.
He stands in front of me calmly, and without me knowingly, he lifts me by my waist to his shoulder and takes me inside a room.
"Wh... What are you doing! Put me down now!"
I punch his back as hars as I could, but he is too strong. He walks calmly, his hands at my bottom caressing them one by one.
"Put me down! Now.. Or I!"
"Or what? What will you do? My sweet Laila? Do you know that when you being your stubborn self, I want you more. Whe you try to run from me, I want to catch you more, you are like my prey. The more you fight the hungrier I become."
"But I am not your prey!"
"You are sweetheart. Don't move around too much. You made me want you more. Oh... Laila if you could see what's inside my head, you.. bare.. in many styles and position."
"Sick! Put me down now! Or I will scream!"
"Oh.. Please, this penthouse is soundproof. I would like to hear you screaming wildly. Moaning out loud. I enjoy my partner satisfied, I like the pleasure in your eyes when I did the naughty things!"
"Never!"
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