Love Me Like That || ✔️

Chapter 3

His impulsive touch cause electrical senses to go down her spine. "What are you doing here" he darkly said.
"What do you expect a woman to do at a bathroom?" She sassily said. He rolled his eyes and put one arm down to the small of her back,
"Why are you here?"
"Can't I go to a club?" She responded back to his interrogation. He growled and got even more angry.

His eyes glided between her lips and her eyes. Finally he took her face in his palms and crashed his lips on hers. She was took by a surprise but caught herself melting as he kissed her. His tongue roamed around hers as his hands wandered around her body. Rosalie's fingers wandered off to his hair and tangled her fingers in his hair. Her lavender scent allured him in even more. The sound around them was muffled as they kissed heatedly.

They then pulled apart and his dark mysterious eyes pierced into her soul. She bit her lip and as he smirked at her she ducked underneath his arm and started running. He called behind "This won't be the last time you see me!.."

She ran outside and took in the cold air furiously. His musky scent still surrounded her as she called for a cab home. She text Emma, "I'm going home I feel sick. Be safe". Going home, she looked outside the rain drop window and stroke her lips with a small smile.
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The next morning, she walked down to the cafe and as she tied her apron around her waist she was smiling. Emma looked down at her and laughed, "what's up with you! You look so happy!"
She looked at her and spilled,
"Lucifer Russo kissed me at the club"
"Russo? Are you dreaming? What would he do at that club?"
"Really! I'm telling the truth!" Emma raised a brow.
"You sure you didn't drink too much that you hallucinated?"
"Em! I kissed him. There were urm gunshots and shouts and he cornered me and kissed me!" Emma laughed, "Continue dreaming sorella" and continued to whip up a cake batter.
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For a few weeks Rosalie's eyes were latched to the entrance door. There was no sign of him. After their kiss, he disappeared into thin air. It was as if he was just a dream. Was he?

It was 8pm and she was walking home after closing the cafe. She entered her apartment and heard the tap running. She called out, "Emma?? Are you home?". No answer. She thought maybe she was taking a shower so she went to her room and left her bag, undressing as she walked to her closet. The running tap had turned off and when she opened her closet door someone pulled her in and held her mouth, latching the chloroform on her.

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