I fell in love with the purple devil

Part 27

~Ann's point is view~

Fuck....I could could hear the blood pulsing in my ears and groan softly as the painful throb ensues. It was all a little...fuzzy what what happened at the dinner..and after. All I know is when I open my eyes, it wasn't my stained, sinking ceiling above me...as my senses shake off sleep and sharpen I felt soft silk around me..ok definitely not mine..I sit up on my elbow with a few muttered profanities along the way and see I was in a king size, purple laided bed in a posh bedroom, neutral colors, gray, black, and a shit ton of purple...wait....NO! I throw the covers off and shoot up...big mistake...the world spins slightly and I have to grip the bedside for a moment to steady myslef..I look down trying to steady myself only to see I was in a baggy black shirt that fell down to my thighs, my eyes widening, "WHAT THE HELL!?" I shout in protest and stomp out of the room without thinking, "KILGRAVE!" I knew there was only be one person with this much purple in his room, that prick was sooooo dead! I storm down a long hall to come to an open living room, a tv and couch facing away, a kitchen unit to my left with a breakfast bar and a meal of pancakes and eggs with coffee resting there. My eyes flick to land on a tall, thin figure in front of the stove. He turns and I see him tense a little seeing me as I snarl, 'Your awake' he calmed himlsed and gave a charming smile I tried to igore, but no! I felt my cheeks heat slightly, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO PURPLE PRICK!" I demand and make my way closer, my anger making me stupidly brave. However he seemed to stay calm and collected, 'It's not what you think-'
"OH REALLY!? CAUSE I THINK ITS PRETTY BAD!" I snarl and he sighs starting to get exhasperated, clearly never having to work this hard or unused to the girl flipping out on him, 'You where hurt, I couldn't very well take you to a hospital. I brought you here and one of my men took care of the wound, that's all' he says trying to to lose his cool and I reached up to only wince feeling a bandage on the back of my head, shit..."How did I get in theses clothes" I growl and I could see him trying to hide a smirk. Oh no you don't! I slam him against the fridge taking him by suprise, "I SWEAR TO GOD-"
'I had one of the woman who work for me dress you! Calm the fuck down!' He snaps and I was forced to but glare at him close. No...not here, I hated this man but I wanted nothing more than to kiss him, WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME!? We both panted a little and I saw his eyes flick to my pink lips just a second too long before I let him go looking away away to see bedding on the couch...he straighten the deep purple vest he was wear and clears his throat doing the same as I felt my cheeks brighten, "Thanks...I guess" I mumble and I could almost feel his smirk as he looked at me, 'So I guess your in my de-'
"Don't push your luck purple prick" I mumbled and that was the end of the disscution..