MY REFLECTION
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"You can't possibly be sleeping with me and expect me not to have feelings for you! I might be an assassin but I'm human!" I yell as he stops mid-step. I can't stop remembering last night and the nights before that. His possessive lips crashing on my trembling aching lips. How he smirked at me when seeing that I hadn't resisted him. I have to admit, that was one mission I could not carry out! "No feelings attached." he says slowly turning towards me, his glossy green eyes looking down at me. "You don't expect me to love a heartless killer like you. Do you?" He asks attempting to touch my face. And like second nature I raised a hand and punched him, square in the face. "See even punches like a dude." he says wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, as my eyes become flint, filled with hatred. Okay, okay, maybe I'm tripping...more like a temporary anger stirred within me...yeah that's it. "I want you in my room, butt naked by 10." he mutters as I roll my eyes. I suddenly feel a smack on my ass as I turn to give him an earful of punches but he'd already escaped...What a damn asshole!
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"I should be allowed." He says with gritted teeth. His voice filled with something. A thing a lot like desire that brings me back to crazy reality. A reality where we are tangled up against each other. "You should be al...-" A gasp escapes my mouth as he lifts me up or rather goes further low for me. His hands, back on my waist. Face buried in the crook of my neck, he inhales into my skin. Still inhaling he lets out a manly groan that I feel everywhere, in places I didn't know existed. The places that come to life because of him. "I should be allowed to touch you." He rasps in my neck. My back arches up and I close my eyes at his declaration. At his domination. At his intoxication. "You should be allowed to touch me." I insist. Brain empty. Because I can't think right now. He lifts his head up then, I notice his eyes have gone darker. His features have gone wilder. Representing an untamed animal in a way. ------------------------- Isabella Evans is your typical good girl who has a bit of a dark past. She's beautiful, kind, sweet, pure, innocent, naive, caring,...etc She always tries to see good in people. Gabriel William Hunter, CEO of Hunter Enterprises; is one of the most successful people around the world. Every girl in the city drools over him. Yet people say; ruthlessness, anger, arrogance are like his second names. But what if, Its all a cover up to his broken self? After all they also do say, don't judge a book by its cover right? What will happen when Isabella and Gabriel cross paths for the first time? WARNING: Story needs some MAJOR EDITING, so read it under your own risk. First few chapters are kinda crapy. PLEASE bear with me. But I swear that it gets better as you proceed into the story. HAPPY READING:)

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