This game called power

A seductive story of tragedy and mischief.

Shit! What are they doing here? What do they want? Does that mean he is here too? Nothing ever good comes with him around... Just keep your head calm, lay low. Hope they don't expose you.

My heart is beating. My cheeks hot, and my blood rushing. Memories of the past is back to haunt me. They are pushing their way back.

Warm hands are on my skin. His hands specifically. His breath is pushing against my lips. Hot breaths. His scent is all I can smell. A pleasant addictive scent and his gaze is heated. My back is against the wall. He has got me cornered again and there is nowhere to run...