A Stormy Love for the Bad Boy
I suddenly felt warm breathing by my ear and solid hands grabbing my arms. “Ahhh!” I screamed. I was pulled back forcefully, colliding with a firm chest. “Shut up!” a deep hoarse voice whispered. “No! Please, I don’t want to die! I may have accepted it earlier but I just realised I need to live!” I shouted. “I’m not g...