"So, what will you decide to do, dearest Y|N?" he gazed at my back.Sending shivers down my body. Making me slightly shiver. I was staring at his doorknob, feeling cold to the touch of my already freezing fingers. I felt his gaze grow heavier as I hesitated to turn the knob. That's when I sharply turned around. Facing him. "What will you do to me if I decide to remain in this current position?." I then exclaimed.
He slightly tilted his head. And replied. "A roof. A home, me" a smile washing over his face when he spoke. That's when my hand slowly went for the doorknob. I didn't want to live with an mentally ill man. When I turned the knob slightly I heard him open his drawer. I quickly turned around.
My poetry book. My eye's widened when I saw the book that had brought me in this situation in the first place. It was still in perfect condition.
I looked at him as he held my leather notebook with his thin fingers. "Give it to me." I said. cold and purposeful. Holding my chin up high to seem confident and demanding.
I completely nailed this over confided act. And I was determined to get my book back. That's when he grinned. I was confused so I said. "What are you grinning for." Also trying to come over as strong and professional as I could.
That's when he looked at my hand. As I quickly did the same I noticed my hand twitching uncontrollably. "fuck." I mumbled under my breath as he watched me struggle to pick myself up. He knew it was an act all along and just watched me trying to calm myself down.
My body becoming a insecure terrified girl once again. You felt yourself shrink the second he stood up.
You placed your twitching hand in your pocket and tried to get your act back together. But before you could think he was already in front of you. Hoping to get a reaction of fear and despair out of you.
But instead I looked him in his eye's. "Come at me. Bitch." I then scoffed. That's when I realized what just came out of my mouth. I did not just call Undercity's crime lord a bitch.
"What the fuck did you just say to me?" He then exclaimed. His expression and tone slowly growing more rage filled.
You immediately broke eye contact. But you could feel his rage build up. When he kept analyzing what you just said to him. He roughly placed his thin slender hand on your throat and pushed you back. Until you hit his wall. You coughed by this sudden thud and you could feel his grip tighten. You clenched your teeth as you still avoided any eye contact.
"I might have a soft spot for you" He said. Filled with rage as he tightened his grip. "But I am still your superior." And with that he let me go. I collapsed to the ground as he stared me down. I was in shock and just felt my neck. It burned at the touch, it clearly was going to leave a mark. That's when he crouched down to your level. and suddenly hugged you.
Waring full on manipulation and unhealthy relationship is about to come.
"I apologize. Y|N. Anger got the best of me." He then exclaimed. my breaths started to go heavy as you felt his body heat connecting with yours.
"You know I love you unconditionally" He said. His low tone's giving you a comforting feeling. Like he was holding you. But under that beautiful tone was a crispy lustful sound. That sound that struck trough your body like lightning.
