pied piper

16 | Dilemma

Music Companion : Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys

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"You won't be leaving this room until we sort this out."

Does he even realize just how lethal this is for me? He can't just grab me like that and not expect me to feel some sort of way.

"Mister... wait!" I panted but he dismissed any protest, man handling me gently towards a chair. My heart continually pounded in my ribcage once I felt myself fall onto the chair. I couldn't help but flinch a little looking up at him as he rolled his sleeves, revealing more of his forearms while making his way around the desk.

He pulled out his chair and took a seat almost immediately, pushing his body past to end up on the table with his legs comfortably crossed and his hands in his lap.

He cleared his throat before pulling out his sexy glasses and placing them onto his face. I examined his inked arms while he did that. The muscles visibly flexed under that white almost sheer shirt and allowed the saliva to increase in my mouth without my permission.

Oh God... This madness starts again. I just want to go home.

"Y/n..." he politely called out to me, wanting my full undivided attention.

I'm supposed to be furious and hostile, not the other way around. And so, I took a deep breath, putting on a pissed off expression.

"What do you want?"

"What's on your mind, hm? ...and I don't want you to lie to me because with just a little bit of experimenting I can easily find out. So don't fabricate anything and tell me with honesty." he exhaled before pushing himself back and relaxing on his black chair.

What am I even supposed to say? There's no use in lying. It's endgame.

"What.... do you mean?" I hesitated, playing dumb as long as I could. He chuckled as a reaction, filled with dark tone of humor in it, frustration obvious in his deep voice as he looked away with his tongue prodding out against his inner cheek.

Since I didn't want to dig further on this topic, I instantly picked myself up from the chair he had made me sit on, wanting to walk away from here, away from him immediately.

"Y/n. Sit back down and answer my question." he decreed with his stern voice, tone still somehow dulcet and not harsh. But I didn't give in and continued walking away towards the door instead of obeying him.

I could feel the hot rush of adrenaline sprinting through each and every of my scorching hot blood vessels, could feel the way it ultimately reached up but knocked me in the head, making me undeniably dizzy and drunk as I was only about two feet away from the door, not having heard a single noise I decided to place my hand on the door handle.

My breath got violently snatched out of my lungs to feel a force pull me back so swiftly that I didn't even get time to function as to what it was.

I got slammed roughly against a wall and my breath hitched right in my rib cage and my eyes closed automatically. I didn't dare make any single movement once I heard light footsteps approaching me.

"Don't make this harder than it already is, doll." he chillingly asserted while almost pushing up his body against my trembling one.

I'm so nervous I could almost explode from all the overwhelm. He thrusted his body a little further into mine, pushing me in the wall so roughly that I couldn't seem to remember how to breathe anymore...