5: Him

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A K I R A

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A K I R A

"It's me , Little Akira."

I jolted up straight and ran away to the kitchen. A low ruffling laugh echoed in the room. My chest heaved up and down as I peeked from the side of the kitchen platform.

Ved?

Terror rose in my stomach, my breaths became uneven.

"Come out Little, you won't like it if I walk up to you." His deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I took a breath, and gathered the scattered courage left in my body and walked out.

The whole environment was tense and I could clearly feel his aura radiating from him, dark and sinful.

There he was. Sitting on the couch facing the big wall sized window with his back facing me. I slowly walked to him. Uneasiness crept my core. My breath hitched, I twisted my wrist ready to throw up if anything turned upside down. I hope he doesn't carry guns and knives, what the hell? Is he here to knock me off?

I don't even have my own arms with me...

"What the hell are you doing here?" I shouted. He didn't move an inch nor did he say a word.

"I am gonna call the cops for you, just fucking sit there." I yelled. Taking quick steps towards the phone. A stiff hand rounded my waist as I felt his chest behind me.

"Stay away you loafer!" I snapped, yanking away his hand. I turned to face him with rage filled eyes. He had no expression yet calm and gentle. Paradoxical fuck.

"Akira." He whispered, stepping towards me as I stepped back.

My back hit the wall as he moved towards me, with slow and methodical steps. My breath was uneven and I clutched the hem of my tee. His eyes racked my body from top to bottom until he was inches away from me.

"I thought you had questions to ask." He spoke.

"I thought you needed answers." He whispered in a husky tone in my ears, his lips slightly brushing over my earlobe.

I froze in my position. His cologne strongly filled my nose. musk.

"Stop." I whispered, shutting my eyes tight. Within a second he moved back and slipped his hands into his pocket. "Pardon me." He voiced before walking back to the couch.

"If you think I am here to harm you, remember I would have already when I first saw you, or when I was in your room." He voiced

Right.

"Still you can't just sneak into wherever I stay. You can't. We can talk during the day." I was still standing at the wall.

"I wish I could. But night is the safest time you know. I can't just roam around here and there to meet people and not put them into danger. I am not safe , Akira."

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