~ Ashton's POV ~
Why do I like it when she touches me and the way she is looking at me is like the one who got hurt is her and not me.
This feeling is kind of insane and new to me. I like the way that she is showing her concern for me, but I like it more when I will see her in pain.
That will be more pleasurable for me. Her gaze was fixated on my wounds, but mine was fixed on her sugar plump lips.
'Intresting', I mumbled in a low voice to myself.
She was now struggling in my arms, but her efforts were going in vain. I don’t know why, but the more she tries to resist me, the more I want to hold her closer to me.
“Let go. Let me treat your wounds”, she said to me in a low voice whilst looking straight into my eyes.
There are not too many people who dare to look straight into my eye
