Shadows Of Desire

Chapter 14

warning: sexual content ahead c:

Leandra Moreno

I sat alone, my back rested against the cold wall. The charity had been a disaster. A fucking disaster. Everything had gone wrong. I had everything planned out- No the fuck you didn't

Besides the point, there was only one person to blame for this. 

You-

Zade.

I see him approaching, his piercing grey eyes already locked on mine. The moment he reaches me, I could already feel my heart pounding in my chest, like it would explode any second now.

"This is your fault!" I hiss, my voice trembling with poorly restrained rage.

"I...I had it all planned out! Everything was going to be perfect. Then you...you-" 

"We both know that's not true. I simply saved your ass. You should be thanking me." He responds, his voice low, dangerously low.

"Oh, you expect me to bow to your feet and kiss the ground underneath them? Well, your expectations are set real high. Why should I, Leandra Moreno, thank you for something I could've done myself if you could just mind your damn buisness." I say, rising to my feet, blazing with rage.

"And you think you're so perfect? Who's the one who's always throwing a tantrum when things don't go their way, hm?" He says, his voice cold.

Tantrum? Tantrum. So that's what this, huh?

"You think I'm the problem, you arrogant bastard? You're the one who dragged me into this mess. Everytime something goes wrong, it's because your over-self confident self thinking you're just on top of everybody."

He steps closer, the space between us barely an inch. "Oh, you have a smart mouth, don't you?"

"You've got no idea. My tongue is sharper than any weapon in this city," I say, looking up to meet his gaze.

"Oh God, spare my your self-righteous bullshit. You're nothing but a loose canon that blows up everything in your path. I can't stand the sight of you. I hate you" He says, his lips curling into a distainful sneer.

Before I could think, before I could stop myself, I slapped him. Hard. The sharp sound echoed in the room and for  a moment there was nothing but stunned silent.  Zade didn't flinch, instead he leaned closer, his eyes blazing. He grabbed my wrist, with enough force to stop me from running, as if that was on my agenda. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek, it was hot and coming out in ragged gasps.

"You really want to hurt me, Leandra?" His voice was barely above a whisper, but it cut through my defenses like glass. "You don't even know how much I like it when you do."

My eyes darken, my voice laced with venom. "Well, that's amazing because I hate you too, I hate how you look at me like you're better than everyone else, better than me. Do you not realize you're not some untouchable king?"

"I hate your voice and everything about you. You're a fucking walking nightmare. Being aroud you is like taking care of a toddler. I'm sick of cleaning your messes" His voice drips wth scorn. His cold, dissaproving gaze lingers on me.

"Well then, don't" I say, crossing my arms and shifting my weight to one leg. "I hate the way you think you can control everything, like the world would dance to your tune at the snap of a finger." I clench my fists at my sides.

"Well, that's because I can. Seems like you have an insecurity problem. I hate that you exist, Leandra. Every time I see you, I wish I didn't. You ruin everything you touch." He says, his voice dropping even lower.