REVENGE GAME

//i like it//

PORSCHE

From the very first moment when I saw him two weeks back I was freaking sure that this little motherfucker is not what he just seems to be and now when I physically saw him getting attacked in the most subtle yet dangerous way I certainly know he is not just any normal guy. No one here is actually, I am almost 40 and of course, I know how things work here in this place. He may express being so interested in me but I can't trust this guy, honestly!

But this was now too dangerous and yet here I am sitting in his car, more like driving his car kind of running along with him. I know what I am doing, and I am not here just because he dragged me in. I have my reasons and they are very interesting.

I stare at him from the corner of my eye and he seems too focused on the rearview mirror that he almost cannot notice my stare, that's what I thought until he spoke

"If you keep looking at me like that I am afraid I might end up doing something vicious" his tone as always came out confident loud and blunt, despite being this young he still manages to own this big monstrous voice and admittedly I am kind of surprised.

"You wish!" I throw the comment at him only to catch a shameless grin on his lips until he turns his head completely towards me, and what he does next is completely unexpected. The car lost its balance forcing me to pull the brakes and preventing it from directly landing into a disaster.

For a minute second my whole life almost flashed in front of my eyes as the tires screeched tumbling upon the road and my heart thumped louder than lightning above in the sky. Meanwhile, this kid sat in the passenger seat unfazed grinning like he had won some championship while casually holding the handbrake up.

Anger boiled in every single vein of my body and I swear if I could I would have killed this piece of junk right here and now.

"What the -" I was cut off in between when his strong masculine hand landed on my nape furiously pulling me towards himself menacingly close, his breath fanning my face and coming out so hot, while his warm tough fingers scraped my neck. I swear I could feel sweat pour down my skull, I am not nervous and somehow this is fucking thrilling.

"You were saying something?" his voice dark and raspy, his lips almost brushing against mine as he said those words. I try to push my head away but his grip on my nape is too powerful that I feel his fingers might leave a murky imprint over there.

"The fuck is wrong with you!" I tell him as I grab his chin with all the might I have and from that, I certainly mean pushing him back so his head hits the window and this bastard still has the audacity to look at me like that, 'that' as if he is going to destroy me but is still loving this, as if he wants this and hates this too. And I hate that grin on his face, the one so full of himself and enjoying violence grin of his! What is he up to?

"Mhm, I like it. Show me what more you have!" he whispered pulling me closer from the collar of my shirt as I fell towards him, my strands covered my eyes and he just casually tucked them behind my ear.

"You think this is some play?" I ask and without even putting any effort a frown appears between my brows and my jaw tightens.

"Not at all, in fact, I am dead serious" as he said those last two words his eyes grew darker and the red veins behind those orbs made me want to commit a hundred sins right there and then.

He pulled his face closer until I smashed him against the glass again, his eyes did a subtle moment and I followed his gaze until we both noticed it. A mini truck approaching the car at its full speed, the headlights glared right at us and my eyes were blinded for a moment. In the next conscious moment, I opened the car door and pushed him out with all my might as he slipped out of the vehicle like a dead worm, bastard! My other hand approached the door on my side and the vehicle collided with the car freaking pushing it further and further until the car was slammed against a somewhat wall. Poor child, his car is entirely gone.