IN THE ARMS OF MR. MICHAELS (UNDER MAJOR REVISION)

26: Home not-so-sweet Home

ANYA's POV

I take an alarming steps when I saw him started to take a predator steps towards me. He was gazing at me with blue grey eyes ready to consume me with his penetrating gaze.

"S-Stop this please. This is wrong! All of this was wrong...." I tried to plead with voice shaky. But he just smirked at me then take another step while slightly shaking his head, alarming me more.

"I will not, Anya. Everything I felt right now was so right and you can't stop me.." Then with a few hasty long strides, he closed the gap between us. Causing me to take a few shaky steps backward but was stopped when my back had met the hard wall. A loud gasped came out from my mouth when he came closed to me. Towering over me and trapping me with his arms leaning against the wall on both of my sides. Blue grey eyes now darkened in color, unknown feelings glimmered on it while it penetrates to my brown one.

"Please, stop it, Robert.." I plead again but it came out in a whisper. I have to stop him now. This isn't right. He already had someone with him. I don't think I can take that. I would be the sore loser after this. My hands quickly pushed him on his chest but my strength wasn't enough to budge him an inch.

"Please. Don't do this.." I plead now with a strangled voice, but he just shook his head then smiled at me.

"I won't let you escape this time, Anya. .I won't.. " he whispered. Hot breath brushing against my face with his gaze now under his nose. He smells peppermint and after shave making me sucked a deep breath, loving his smell.

"I've had enough of your arguments and I can't take it anymore...I want to kiss you. I want to be with you." he uttered sounding strangled with something that made my knees suddenly became weak and shaky. My mind keep saying to stop it though my heart saying otherwise. But no. My mind was right. I shook my head for objection.

"No. No, Robert.. Stop it w-------" I was stopped when his lips had claimed my trembling one, silencing me and suppressing the rest of my protest. His lips was possessive and demanding. I clamped my mouth, not wanted to response. I won't. I can't take the consequences after this. I can't wager my heart for this fleeting moment of sensuous desire. But persistent that he was, he took a hold of my face with both hands and forced me to response, causing me to hold on his arms, stopping him though my lustful side and stubborn heart started to take over my mind. And add to the fact that his kisses melting down my right mind to give in. To give in with pleasure.

And then he suddenly stopped the kisses with his forehead leaning against mine, breathing heavily, matching my own. His hot peppermint breathe tingling on my face. Then he search for my eyes, eyes full of torment. Tormented with my desirous thoughts... Hungry blue grey eyes caressed my own then my face.. looking so promising. Then he sucked a shaky breath...

"Just wait for me, Anya... I'm going to find you and when I did, I won't let you out of my hands.. Never.." he uttered with voice so promising that sent a cold shiver down to my spine and a warm tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach.

"Remember that, Anya.. Remember that... 'cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play....."

My brows knitted in a frown at that and when his voice now sounded a woman's flirty voice..

Is he some joke? Mimicking some woman's voice and why should I remember that ? Then again Robert continued.

And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate....

I think he's out of his mind now and I think I know that lines from somewhere, somewhere from a---I suddenly froze when realization struck me in. That lines...