𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 || 16+

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"Missed me?"

"Who? You? When did you started having illusions?"

"The moment I saw you, I only had my manifestation of how you would look beneath me and begging me for more."

I literally am speechless at the moment, I just made up a disgusting face and turned towards him when I saw him, hovering over me like a gaint. Well, he does have the height of a big foot while I have the height of a rabbit.

Does that even make sense? Who cares? The point is, it really pains my neck to look up at his charming yet cruel face.

"No, I did not. Thanks for asking."

"You surely did or else you won't be waiting to meet me here early of the stipulated time."

"I have no words for your statement. Just say what you want so that I can leave early."

He said nothing but started moving towards me like a predator and when he was just inches apart from me, he enveloped me in his arms and leaning in, I thought he will kiss me but he breathed in the crook of my neck.

And with his morning voice, he said,"You erased them, little flower?"

"What? That is your concern?"

"Well, it sure is and I must say, you have guts to erase my mark from your skin."

"I am not an object that I'll be marked as yours. I am a person."

"Even as a 'person', you are mine."

"Leave me."

"Never"

"Capta-" "aahh."

He bit me, again?! I closed my eyes and squinting my eyes, I turned my face to the other side and started punching his chest to shove him away.

After some time, he left my bruised skin and with a victorious smile on his lips, he said,"now you look like mine."

(Lightly panting)

"By the way, how many do I have to tell you? It's Cedric for you, Isha."

He rarely uses my name and don't ask me about the time when he heard Megha calling out my name and he learnt that I lied to him. He didn't even hesitate to drag me by my forearm and taking me to scheduled area just for a 'talk'.

I still shiver by his threatenings of that the way he says my name. Somewhere deep down, I like it too but mostly it's fear.

"Will you speak your purpose of calling me? or else I am going back."

"What's the rush?"

I jerked his arms and surprisingly, he let go and stepped back but didn't erase much of the gap. (He is still near)

And putting his hands in his pant's pockets, he tiltled his poster a little and with his usual smirk, he started saying,"The purpose is not much but just wanted to ask about your opinion."

"On what exactly?"

"Marriage."

I gulped down my fear hearing his words, mar-marriage?

"Whose?"

"Ours." (Making an obvious face.)

(Blinking) "Okay, am I mad or are you mad?"