In the midst of chaos, she struggles to maintain her life while secretly planning her revenge. Just when things couldn't get worse, she's caught by the cops. Out of nowhere, a stranger steps in, risking everything to help her.
When confronted by the police, he boldly admits, "She doesn't know me, and I kissed her without her consent. That's harassment, right? Arrest me too with her." His unexpected confession leaves the cops in shock. She, too, is taken aback, but quickly realizes his true intentions. Acting on impulse, she stands in front of him, defending him. "He didn't harass me, I confirm. He's lying. I know him, and I'm okay with him kissing me."
The cops are frustrated by these plot twists, and as the tension mounts, he grabs her waist from behind, whispering softly in her ear, "I hope you'll remember what you just said," sending a tingling sensation down her spine.
Who is this mysterious man? Why is he willing to risk everything for her? What connection do they share? And why didn't he appear when she was struggling the most? As she navigates these questions, she finds herself torn between distrust and the undeniable pull towards this stranger who has suddenly become a pivotal part of her life.
"You know I still want you, Y/N." His hands slowly traveled to the small of my back. I gasp at his sudden touch and find myself backing away, confused as to what he was doing.
"What are you doing!? You're acting very strange!" I say backing against the cold wall.
His hands pinned both sides of my body, leaving me trapped with him."Strange? Was it strange when I used to touch you like this Y/N?" He whispers seductively against my neck, trailing his hands slowly and painfully up and down my waist. My body shook vigorously as his hands find my thigh, teasing it with the tip of his fingers. I let out an accidental moan, causing him to smirk against my skin.
"It felt good to you, right?" Whispering against the crook of my neck, grazing his lips upon my neck.
My body stood frozen beneath him. No words could describe how weak and vulnerable I became all because of his simple yet demanding touch. I didn't know why he was acting like this at all and it scared me. I knew what he was doing is wrong but the closer he was to my body the more heated I felt and I didn't want it to escalate. "Please stop! I don't want this to happen again! We both know this is wrong!" I plead. I pushed his hands off of me and attempt to escape from him but he quickly places his hand on my waist and pushes me against the wall.
"I-I-I can't" He stutters in a deep voice, placing his forehead on mine "And I don't care! And I won't stop until I have you again!"
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