Beautiful Killer {J.JK} [ON HOLD]

Prologue

He reached out to touch my face, sweeping a strand of hair that had fallen in front of my face.

"What are you doing...?" I whispered, eyes wide.

"It's okay, Y/N....you know I'll never hurt you, right?" he whispered, his eyes flickering from my eyes to my lips.

"Stop. Please." I could tell I was letting desperation take over...but I think that was better then letting my want and lust for him take control.

He studied my face, his eyes boring into mine. Then he stepped away, hurt flashing across his features.

"You don't want me now."

It wasn't a question, but I felt inclined to answer. As much as it hurt me, I had to lie.

"No. You're nothing to me."