CHAOS (On Hold)

She seemed to be at ease... but who knew she carried chaos in her head?!
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She started to walk away from me.. again. It still annoyed me how she carried herself so confidently around me, unlike any women I've come across. and that is what precisely that made me want her, to claim her mine.

My eyes travelled down to her decending figure.. that dress looked sinister on her, as if it's screaming at my face to tear it apart and own the body that's under it. With two strides, I pulled her wrist, making her face me. Those hatred in her pitch black eyes and red lips screamed my attention.

"What do you think you are doing Ezra?" she hissed in clear annoyance.
"Oh nothing darling" I smirked "just reminding you who you belong to"

She stared at me, breathing heavily. It's good to see I affect her. She closes the very gap in between us and arches her hips towards me. I feel our chests touching and we both breathe heavily.

She trails her finger from my chest down to my pants where she carcasses my crotch. I close my eyes briefly thinking about how good she will feel. Slowly on opening them, I see her smirking down on me.

She tip toes to my ears and whispers, "Is this what you wanted husband?" I inhaled her vanilla scents that has to be keeping me sane for past few months "sorry to break it to you but I'm not like the girls that throw themselves at you." saying she backed away and winked.

Finally coming to my senses I realized what she just did.

"Fine if you want to play dirty.. then dirty it is Mrs. Ambrosia. Wait until you beg for me" I smirked.
"In your dreams, husband" saying she left.

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Awards:

^Runner-up in Paper Awards (14.06.2020)
^Winner in The Hard Work Awards (10.07.2020)
^Third place in The Writer's Glory Award (06.09.2020)