in which a witch falls for her enemy unexpectedly.
aeipathy : an enduring and consuming passion.
tropes. prohibited lovers, enemies to lovers, slowburn, mutual pining
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AFTER HIDING THE BLOODY BODY, Adelia made a beeline for the dusty hotel room she resigned in for the time being.
She walked up to her hotel room's door and pulled out her keys, unlocking it and sliding inside. She got maybe — 4 steps inside her room before she was pushed up against the wall. Adelia grunted as an arm locked between her chest and head. She looked up at the man that put her in a headlock, and her lips parted slightly. Because god damn.
He was hot. Dirty blonde hair fell onto his forehead slightly, green eyes shone through his long lashes, and big lips.
"Jesus." She whispered.
She winced when his grip tightened on her, she looked him in the eye and tilted her head, a smirk playing on her lips. He glared deeply at her as his other hand came up, a knife in it. She rolled her tongue on her cheek as she mentally prepared herself for the sting. She closed her eyes, waiting.
And wait she did. Because no sting came. She opened her eyes and unsurely glanced at the other guy in the room.
She looked back at the hot dude and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not sure this is how a kidnapping is supposed to go," Adelia said.
The guy pushed the knife into her throat slightly, but not enough to cut it. She rolled her eyes and her smirk deepened.
"Kinky."
The green-eyed man rolled his eyes and pushed the knife deeper, ready to cut, when the moose came up and pushed him away. The hot guy gave the other dude a look, while they went away and talked about something.
The conversation seemed heated, as they looked over at her.
Adelia waved with a cocky smile on her face. The green-eyed man rolled his eyes and said something to the tall dude before he grabbed her arm and forcefully pushed her on a chair.
"Whoa," She muttered as he knelt to her height and pulled a rope out of nowhere. She grinned up at him and tilted her head. "Now this is how you do a kidnapping."
The guy ran his tongue over his lips, causing her eyes to unintentionally fall onto his pink lips. Fuck. She thought as he smirked, catching her checking him out.
The tall guy, who she needed to learn the name of, walked up to her and looked down at her. Ugh. She hated men looking down at her. Only during se-
Her thoughts were cut off when the man started talking.
"I'm Sam, this is my brother Dean," He motioned to the hot guy who she checked out earlier and she nodded slowly, very confused.
