Hold Her Tight (Sequel To 'Let Her Go') [ON HOLD]

Chapter 15

We load the last of our bags into the 4 by 4 and shut it. "Guess we won't see you guys for a while then huh?" Anna smiles adjusting her hold on jess.

I smile "you guys can visit whenever you like, i'll miss you" i hug her, jess hugs me too and i laugh "bye sweetie" i touch her nose and she giggle, waving at me.

Mark leads me to the back seat, his hand on my lower back. We waves jae and her goodbye and make our way inside, driving off.

"I hope you enjoyed.." mark smiles, but it never reaches his eyes. I contemplate on questioning it but decide to leave it alone. I smile and nod "i did, thank you" i place a soft kiss on his cheek and rest my head on his shoulder as his arm wraps around my waist and pulls me closer.

The flight home is exhausting, especially after i throw up twice during the turbulence. Mark was so worried he switched seats with me so i was closer to the bathroom in case i felt sick again.

We exit the airport and make our way to the parking lot to find our car hand in hand, he hasn't left my side since we left LA "are you feeling better...?" He asks, worry evident in his eyes. I smile "calm down babe, i'm fine.. really" he nods, i see the slight uncertainty in his eyes and lean in for a kiss.

He smiles and happily obliges, its a soft mellow kiss but it still manages to send my heart leaping.

We pull away after a few seconds and i pout, mark chuckles as he leads me to the car "i'm with you all week, don't be all pouty, you can get as many kisses as you want once we get home" i sigh "i have work tomorrow.."

His posture stiffs momentarily, he turns to look at me "are you sure you want to go.. with her on the run?" I shrug "there's nothing i can do mark, regarless of what's going on i have to work.. i can't let her affect me after so many years"

He lets go of my hand "Why not? You're just being cautious." I groan, opening the door "mark, my work is important" he slams the door shut and turns me around to face him "not more important your life.." i watch his eyes go from soft to firey "i almost lost you last time, i won't take any more chances.." i shut my eyes for a brief moment, trying to collect myself.

"She can't do anything to me. She has a restraining order." He laughs, i can tell its sarcastic, obviously. "That won't stop her from putting a bullet through your head."

"But-" he cuts me off with the coldest look he's ever given me, its almost as if its not even him "just remember what happened to jimin the last time she put a gun to your head.." his tone sends shivers through me.

The memory of seeing jimin lying there on the floor bleeding makes my blood run cold..

Without another word, i get into the car and shut the door. Mark follows suit after putting out luggage into the boot.

The ride back home is quiet, apart from the soft music playing on the radio. We park in the underground parking and take our luggage back up the apartment, neither of us saying anything.

I walk around the room putting things away for a while, mark seems to disappear into his office for the time i unpack and put our clothes back.

I send anna a quick text telling her we got home safe and thank her for letting us stay.

"Mark?" I call into the living room, looking around. "I'm in here" i hear his soft voice, i follow it to his office to see him on his laptop looking through his emails. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his neck "are you hungry?" He hums "a little.. do you want me to cook?" I shake my head "no its okay, i'll cook something"

He turns his chair around completely to look at me, pulling me closer by my hands until i drop into his lap, straddling him. He just stares at me, his eyes hold an emotion i can't quite decipher but i brush it off as him just being tired.

"Or we could order something.." he speaks softly, his lips inches away from mine. "Hm?" His hot breath fans my face, the scent of mint hitting my nostrils. I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck "What do you want?" His lips brush past my cheek and make their way down my neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to the base of my neck.

My lips part at this, lightly tugging at the hairs on the back of his neck. I feel his lips pull into a smile as he tilts my neck to give him more access and continues to assault my neck.

I let an involuntary moan escape my lips when he nibbles on a spot behind my ear. "Mark.." my voice comes out hoarse instead of like a warning and he seems to he amused by this, pulling me closer and gripping my hips, squeezing them.

"Seriously, f-food" i mumble but throw my head back, my eyes fluttering shut, letting him make me feel all these things. I feel that familiar desire erupt in the pit of my stomach, digging my nails into the back of his neck.

"Mark not now.." My voice is a soft, wavering whisper. My judgement clouded by lust.

All he does is hum, pushing my sweater up higher. His cold fingers against my skin make me shiver and he notices this, chuckling.

A sudden ring of the door bell makes me feel like someone threw ice cold water on me. Mark pulls away with frown "who is that?" I get off him, running a hand through my hair and pulling my sweater down. "I have no idea" we both make our way to the door and i press the little screen button to view the person standing outside.

Marks eyes widen and so do mine.

What the actual fuck?