His Sinful Revenge

5. His Sinful Behavior

I looked up and locked eyes with his furious gaze.

He forcefully grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him, so close that I could feel his breath, a mixture of fresh mint and alcohol, on my face.

I glanced upwards and our gazes collided, revealing his intense fury-filled eyes.

He forcefully gripped my waist and drew me closer, causing his breath, a blend of mint and alcohol, to brush against my face.

His eyes bore into mine with a ferocious mix of anger and hatred, causing my body to tremble under his piercing stare.

"I may not know about other girls, but if I desire,

I can make you plead on your knees and have myself on you with you at this very moment."

He sneered, sending a wave of fear coursing through my entire being.

I made an effort to suppress my tears in front of him and spoke assertively.

"I would rather die than submit myself to you.

It is a decision I would make without hesitation " I declared, fixing my gaze directly into his sinful eyes.

His gaze was dangerously captivating, igniting a fire within my soul.
Fear crept into my being as I attempted to push him away.

However, his strength surpassed mine by far; he was as strong as a wrestler, with a body as solid as rock and a gaze as scorching as hellfire.

He resembled the very embodiment of the devil himself.

Once again, I exerted all my strength to push him away, but he remained unmoved.
I glared at him with anger and shouted,

"Leave me!"

My heart quickened as his eyes shifted from mine to my lips, causing a surge of adrenaline within me.

His gaze lingered on my lips, and a wicked smirk formed on his face.
Once again, his eyes met mine, instilling a sense of unease.

I stared back at him, my expression filled with defiance.

"I told you to leave," I began to say, but before I could finish, he interrupted me with a hushed command.

"Shhh..."

His deep, husky voice resonated in my ears as he delicately placed his index finger on my lower lip.

A chill ran down my spine at his touch, and a mixture of disgust and anger flooded my body.

I experienced a searing sensation as his touch made contact with my skin.

Angrily, I locked eyes with him as he spoke once again.

"Keep your mouth shut, my dear, unless I have to do it for you,"

he menacingly declared, his voice deep and intimidating. As he slowly wiped his finger across my lips, a wave of disgust washed over me.

His face drew dangerously close to mine as he whispered against my lips, tauntingly suggesting that he wondered what else I was capable of.

A wicked grin spread across his face, causing my stomach to churn at his words.

His gaze shifted back to my lips, and he replaced his finger with his thumb, attempting to pry them apart gently.

Filled with rage and hatred, I impulsively sank my sharp teeth into his thumb, leaving behind a mark of my teeth.

I stared at him, my heart pounding as he provocatively sucked on his thumb, causing my eyes to widen in shock and terror.