Bitter Sweet

"You're perfect for me. " He said, holding her chin up with his warm hands. Those same hands he used to caress the skin of almost all the girls in the universe. She had self respect but it was useless. His face, his touch, his damn smile, that same smirk he used to get the attention of all the girls, it seemed to take control of her mind. Her body. Her whole existence. His deep green eyes like that of burning embers. They were filled with so much emotion. The cause of her pain. His soft touch that left her wanting more from the first day they met. She wanted him. There was no doubt she wanted him. He was damn attractive. He was so fucking attractive and in no time she was falling - Not off a cliff or anything - for him. Falling in love. His bitter sweet love.