Before I Fall

Chapter Thirty-two

"Look at me when I speak to you." Roman commanded.

"I don't have to do shit! You deserve nothing from me." she did her best to rein in her anger but it was becoming more than she could handle.

How dare he come into her place of privacy and make demands of her like that? The nerve of the man! Today would be the day that Roman would learn that Morgan wasn't his pet, she couldn't be controlled and he would learn to respect her, she at least deserved that after the way he treated her. Hadn't he moved on? Why was he here disrupting the peace she'd come to have within?

The clothes being snatched from her hands and thrown back into her locker brought her out of her head and back to reality. She jumped when he slammed the locker shut then grabbed her shoulders to pin her against the cold wooden surface. He stood before her with all his greatness, forcing her eyes to his. She was furious and petrified at the same time at his speedy and aggressive actions. Roman made her emotions haywire, she didn't know how to feel when she was around him, especially in this moment.

"There, that wasn't so hard was it?" he asked in that condescending tone she hated.

The urge to slap him in his smug beautiful face made her hand jittery. Morgan didn't answer him but instead watch with wary eyes as he lifted his hand to place an unruly wet lock of hair behind her ear. What the hell was he doing? He held her chin between his thumb and forefinger then asked the last question she'd ever expect to hear,

"How have you been?"

Was he serious? Was there a camera crew carefully hiding so she couldn't see because this had to be joke. The little he did reveal about himself made Morgan realise that he didn't feel the way she felt about him, he didn't even like her so why was he suddenly concerned with how she was doing?

It had been over a month since they last saw each other and he didn't check on her during that time, no, he was off with his new whore doing as he fucking pleased. Morgan wouldn't let Roman get to her, she couldn't let him. She was so grateful that she had the entire women's room to herself because of her longer hours, she didn't want anyone else see or hear what was taking place right now. Pulling her chin from his fingers, Morgan replied in a harsh voice,

"Do not pretend as if you care about me."

"I don't."

Those two words from his lips made her scoff and roll her eyes as has she looked anywhere else but at his beautiful face. They were also a brutal gut punch she didn't want. It hurt.

"Why are you here Roman? I've done my best to stay away from you." she allowed her anger to take over, it was best to speak with hatred, to hate him. It would protect her heart and stop her from ripping off his clothes and fucking him right here on the floor.

"It seems I can't stay away from you." his voice was husky, seductive and his eyes lowered to Morgan's lips. Instinctively her tongue darted out to lick them as she swallowed hard. Roman's eyes grew darker and the need to be closer to him grew strong. Shit!

"Well, you've done a pretty great job of avoiding me." Morgan voice had soften so she turned her head to the left, she needed some air. Roman's sweet pheromones were overpowering all her senses. The woman felt his lips graze her right ear making her breath hitch,

"Trust me, it was not of my own free will." he whispered against her ear.

Morgan closed her eyes as his warm breath fanned her face and she felt featherlight touches on her arm. She knew what he was doing, he wanted her weak, just a pile of nothing before him but he wouldn't get it. Not today at least. With a firm resolve, Morgan gently pushed Roman away from her by his big chest while also stepping away to give them some space.