"Oh c'mon Ari.." I breathe over her lips, slowly crawling my fingers over her book cover, pushing it out of her hand, causing it to hit the cold wooden floor. "W-We should really...r-really...get back to work..." She stutters, staring straight at my lips. Making me smirk widely. "We should..." I whisper, leaning my lips against her ear, I can feel her small, petite body shivering against mine. "But..." I drag my warm, wet tongue down her jawline. "Id rather do something else..." I mumble against her skin. "Like what..?" She whimpers, slightly tilting her head. She wants this...so do I. So bad. "You" I say grabbing her ass, pushing her against the wall, smashing my lips against hers. And almost in an instant, her lips are moving almost perfectly with mine. Setting off fireworks between our touch.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.