Bed of Nails

Chapter 120

“What did you say?”

I had made a mistake by saying it out loud, but it was too late to cover it. He has already heard it. It was too late to cry over spilled milk, so I decided to stand with it. I stayed quiet, not saying anything. My lack of reply or clarification made him flare his nose in anger. If he was expecting some sort of reaction from me, then he is wrong. I'm not going to bend. Alcohol in my blood was giving me extra courage. His ice-cold eyes kept looking straight into my eyes, waiting for me to repeat myself, but I stayed quiet. Now he was interested in my talk. His jaw clenched even more when I refused to open my mouth. 

“I asked you something, Doll,” he said in the same voice, which managed to send another chill down my spine. 

“Who is at the party?” he asked while pushing himself away from the door. The mad possessive look was on his back, and it looked like he was on edge. My heart was beating so loudly inside my rib cage. Now he was standing tall in front. His erect posture meant business. His whole body was oozing out the energy of a caveman. It gave me some unknown feeling in the base of my stomach pit, but I stayed firm, not opening my mouth. Now I have chosen silence. Let him feel how it feels when someone doesn't reply to you. Let him taste his own medicine. I know I was poking a sleeping bear, but I have enough. I don't care anymore what he does or thinks. I'm just too mad and drunk to think about the consequences of my words and actions. Instead of answering, I decided to get out of the room. I walked with my fumbling feet to get out of the room. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back in front of him. His hands moved into my hair, grabbing it with a firm grip. He pulled my head slightly back, making me look at him. His face was only an inch away from mine. My breath became shallow and my eyes wide. His hold on me is possessive. 

“I asked. You. Something,” he said, breaking each word while looking straight into my eyes. He was beyond mad because I was not answering. Just because I decided to ignore him. What about me, huh? He doesn't care how I feel when he does the same to me. He never cared. Angry tears formed in my eyes, but I blinked them away. I'm not going to cry in front of him anymore. I'm done with it. I'm done with everything. My nose flared and my jaw clenched. 

“Fuck. off.” I said, breaking each word with a clenched jaw and looking straight into his eyes. His jaw clenched and his nose flared even more with new burning anger. I put both of my hands on his chest to push him away when he cut the distance between our mouths and connected them. My eyes widened when he did that. His possessiveness was the best of him. He started to kiss me hard and fast. It took me a few seconds to clear the haze in my brain and get a hold of what he was doing to me. He was kissing me to show his claims to me. He was kissing me to show me who I belonged to. He was kissing me to show who dominates my heart, body, and soul. I'm not his whore on who he shows his claim. It infuriated me even more. With all my power I pushed him away from me and slapped him hard on the face. 

A sharp, crisp sound echoed in the room. The force of my slap made his face turn to the other side. A bright red handprint on his left cheek. My hand was throbbing with a heated sensation in it. His facial expressions changed drastically, and the look in his cold blue eyes was lethal. His jaw clenched and unclenched. If I thought he was beyond mad a few minutes ago, then I was wrong. His whole body was shaking with anger. I was scared. I was very scared from the inside, but I did my best not to let it show on my face. He looked up as if to control his anger. I don't know what he will do next. He slowly lowered his eyes and looked straight into my green orbs. My heart was drumming so loudly that I could hear it in my ears. A big lump formed at the base of my throat. I tried to swallow it, but it was very hard to push it down. He moved so abruptly once again. He once again grabbed the back of my neck and connected our lips. My eyes went wide once again when he did that. 

This time he started kissing me harder and faster, as if to punish me for my actions. He bit on my lower lip hard until I couldn't take the pain he gave me. He slipped his tongue inside, tasting every part of my mouth. My tongue clashed with his, both fighting for dominance. None of us are ready to step down. Both are burning with unquenched anger inside them. My body started to turn more and more hot with each passing second. He sucked hard on my bruised lip, making a sudden foreign sensation run all over my body. He wants to dominate me. He wanted to consume with his dominant mouth. His other hand found its way to the curves of my body, moulding it in the way he wanted to shape it. He let go of my mouth, letting me take a much-needed breath. I breathed heavily, with my chest rising and falling at a very slow speed. His ice-cold blue eyes once again clashed with mine. Anger still filled them to the brim. His jaws still clenched as he took deep breaths, and his eyes still connected with mine. I felt a sudden spark between us. My whole body was burning. His cold gaze intensity is even greater. The way he was looking down made me feel naked. We are both burning in the fire of sudden needs. He infuriated me. There is a very thin line between anger and need. 

And we are about to cross that line. 

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