Before I could walk away, he took hold of my wrist with his strong hand.
"Look at me," he growled as his dark cyan eyes pierced through me.
"And why would I do that Mr. Grandes?" I asked with a matter-of-factly tone. I could tell he was getting fed up as his grip tightened.
"Don't you realize what you did to me? I thought you had feelings for me but it was all just for the cameras." I choked, closing my eyes, knowing tears were threatened to spill out if I opened them.
He let go of my wrist. Suddenly, he pushed me so my back slammed into the wall.
"Don't you dare speak of that."
"And why not? Might as well leave it then." I spoke.
With that, he piercing blue eyes stabbed me, his hands pulling my waist so we were inches apart.
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RomanceBefore I could walk away, he took hold of my wrist with his strong hand. "Look at me," he growled as his blue eyes darkened. "And why would I do that Mr. Grandes?" I asked with a matter-of-factly tone. I could tell he was getting fed up as his grip...
