Diamond Desires

Chapter 3

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ALEXANDER

She was strange.

Really strange.

I wouldn't use the words 'different' and 'special', but I found her extremely manipulative... and stupid.

Who jumps from the balcony of the fiftieth floor for some stupid reason?

And then act as if nothing in the world was wrong.

And then here she was, sticking onto a stranger and asking him something that she was going to regret and God knows what kind of trouble she would have invited for herself.

I stared down at her, the way my shirt clung to her curves, the way her amber eyes pleaded, "Kiss me." Every inch of my existence wanted to fulfill her wish. The way she held my collar, my hands begged to grab her back and clench the fire in her eyes.

If anything, she was manipulative. Every time she glared at me, every time she cursed, did nothing more than make me want her more.

If she wasn't drunk and out of her damn mind, I would have savored the moment without second thoughts. I hadn't felt such an urge for any woman before.

She had been dancing excitedly under my grip and I didn't leave her, afraid she would fall on her face the moment I did.

"What are you waiting for? Come on, petty face uncle annoying! Kiss me now," She pleaded again, her eyes shutting off as she leaned in.

My hand reflexively moved over my mouth and gently pushed her face back where it was supposed to be and not on mine. Her big round eyes blinked open like a torch light and she frowned, mumbling something under my hand before I felt it. Her tongue moved over my palm.

"Damn, Anna! Don't do that!" I yelled but she didn't stop. She just didn't.

I removed my hand, it impulsively moved down to her hips, and moments later, she was pinned to a wall below me. I could feel her lips against mine as she crushed herself into me, giving in completely. This wasn't the last thing I wanted but I knew, I or at least she was going to regret it.

The thoughts, the moment dissolved into absolute nothingness but solely passion and hunger as her lips moved with mine. Her hands travelled across my neck and she asked for more. The thunder announced its presence outside and reluctantly, I had to push her away.

Her eyes dangled with mischief, even as her breath came out in gasps and she was ready to throw herself on me again.

"No!" I warned, holding up my hand, as she prepared to hunt again. No way, it was happening again or I was going to lose control.

"Please!" Her lips came together in a pout and I groaned. This girl was my end. Her stubbornness was calling more of me.

"No means, no, Anna," I said again as calmly as I could.

"You're no use," she crossed her arms and I chuckled. I doubted she was still living in her toddler days but indeed, she was drunk.

The storm grumbled outside again and her face mused up into horror.

"Mom..." She mumbled, delicately. Every time she took her mom's name, for some strange reason, it had me taken.

"We'll get to your mom, okay?" I tried what I could. It was hard not melting for her look. The way she changed from a tigress to a vulnerable flower.