I walk into the ballroom to see him staring at me with a smirk on his face. I want to wipe it right off his annoying face. His deadly green eyes locked with my pale blue eyes. I turn my body to the door and run. The cold air hits my face as I run through the doors, my eyes couldn't help but water from the wind. I turn back to see my feet leaving footprints in the thin layer of snow, and to see HIM chasing me around the castle. He was getting closer and closer till I felt a hand grab my arm, spinning my body back to face him. My body hits his muscular body. "Now would be a good time to kill me huh?" I grab my dagger from the outside of my thigh with my free hand, bringing the dagger up to his neck. "I'm not afraid of you Kai." I said with a confident voice. I watch as the blood trickles down his neck. He quickly takes control, pushing my body against the cold castle wall, caging me in with his arms. "Oh I know amore, that's what I love about you." "Wha-" Before I could finish my sentence he had my dagger up to my neck. He grabbed the bottom of my chin with his free hand, lifting my face up to meet his green eyes. I watched as his lips got closer to mine, until I felt his lips moving against mine. We both fought for dominance until I gave up and let him devour my mouth. "Kai we need you back insi-" Kai turns his head back and nods. I couldn't see who it was that interrupted us with kai's body in front of mine. Kai placed my dagger back in my holster, smirking. "Goodbye amore." I was left breathing heavily with my back against the wall, my red lipstick messed up and the taste of his minty breath on my lips.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)