"What if I don't stop?", I say bravely,
not understanding where the courage comes from. But at this point, I also don't care.
The tension is so immense and the way he looks at me doesn't reduce it at all. He looks at me with those piercing glaring eyes which want to swallow me up and eat me alive in an instant.
Suddenly, he comes closer and before realising, he already pushed me against the big tree behind me and whispers softly
"Stop provoking me. I'm not sure if I can control myself any further."
His deep and breathy voice brushes against my ear and makes my heart beating faster.
At this moment, I feel the confidence leaving my body and instead, pure nervousness mixed with fear and exitment takes control over it.
How the fuck did I end up in this situation?
"This conversation is over," I declare.
I start to walk past him but before I take another step, he hooks his finger into my belt loop as he pulls me back and closer to him. He leans in so that his mouth is now hovering over my ear and I involuntary squirm in his hold.
He's dangerously close to me.
"For now, perhaps. But we both know you can't escape me forever, Skye. Especially, now that I've had a taste of you, there's no chance you're slipping away from me,"
Holy shit.
Am I insane to like the sound of that?
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All my stories possess mature themes. Look over it at your own risk.
This book is purely fictional and the qualities given to BTS are likewise imaginary.