BIG-J

16

Anushka's POV:

As I slowly woke up, my mind still hazy from the events that had transpired in the alley, I tried my best to push those memories aside. However, confusion washed over me as I realized I was no longer in the alley but in a room that wasn't mine. As the realization sank in, panic set in, and I let out a startled scream.

Suddenly, a noise caught my attention, and I turned to see the door opening. To my surprise, it was James, wearing only a towel, water droplets cascading down his bare chest and wet hair. I couldn't help but blush at the sight, my mind racing with questions. The first words that escaped my lips were, "What the fuck did you do to me?"

James smirked, moving closer with a confident stride. His reply sent a shiver down my spine, "What do you think, huh?" My injured state prevented me from moving, so I remained on the bed as James continued to approach, his sly smirk intensifying. Fear and confusion mingled within me, and in a reflexive act, I tried to slap him, thinking that something had gone wrong between us.

However, before my hand could make contact, he swiftly grabbed it, pinning me down against the bed.

I strained against his hold, attempting to kick him away, but my efforts proved futile as James maintained his position, hovering over me with a self-assured smirk. Our faces were mere inches apart, and in a hushed voice, I muttered, "You fucking stalker."

To my surprise, James chuckled, his laughter resonating in the room. He drew even closer, his lips almost brushing against mine, and responded, "Like you aren't?"

His words sent a jolt through me, and a blush crept up my cheeks, intensified by our proximity. I couldn't deny the attraction I felt toward him. James was undeniably handsome, and the desire to kiss him swirled within me, but a pang of guilt reminded me that I was currently dating Dominic.

My heart raced as James and I drew even closer, our bodies now intimately pressed against each other, except for our lips.

At that moment, my thoughts became clouded, and I allowed myself to be carried away by the intensity of the situation. The lines between right and wrong blurred as desire consumed my thoughts, overpowering the guilt that tugged at the back of my mind. With my eyes shut tightly, I moved closer, eagerly awaiting the touch of his lips against mine.

James's POV:

 As I closed the distance between us, her anticipation palpable, a mischievous smirk played on my lips. However, just as I was about to give in to the desire and kiss her, a mischievous thought crossed my mind. With a shake of my head, droplets of water from my wet hair cascaded down onto her face, startling her.

I swiftly moved away, breaking the intimate contact between us, and made my way towards the kitchen, leaving her momentarily bewildered on the bed. The playful act served as a way to tease her, assert my presence and maintain an air of mystery.

As I headed to the kitchen, I couldn't help but chuckle softly to myself, enjoying the sense of control over the situation.

Anushka's POV:

Startled by the water on my face, I watched as James laughed and walked away, leaving me feeling a mix of confusion and embarrassment. My cheeks flushed, turning a shade of pink, as I tried to process what had just happened. Unsure of how to react, I decided to explore his room to distract myself from the awkward encounter.

As I glanced around, my eyes were drawn to a picture on his dresser. It depicted James, holding hands with a beautiful lady. My curiosity was piqued, and I couldn't help but wonder who she was. It seemed likely that she was his mother, judging by the loving and familiar gesture captured in the photograph.

My attention then shifted to his desk, where a pair of glasses caught my eye. A surge of embarrassment washed over me as I realized they were my missing glasses. James had been in possession of them all along. Suppressing my feelings of embarrassment, I decided to go and sit back in my original position as I heard footsteps approaching the room.