ZURICH
IF I said this wasn’t what I wanted, it’d be a lie. Because this was exactly what I wanted and craved since the moment I laid my eyes on her, to have her trapped in my arms and then ravage her whole bit by bit. But then I saw her callous behaviour toward the people who were lesser than her and decided to hate her, and told myself she wasn’t worth it. I kept my distance even when all I wanted was to touch her and feel her smooth skin beneath my fingertips, kiss her and taste her bitchiness on her lips. Every time I faced her, I turned my back on her to stop myself from giving into the attraction I felt toward her. The pull that was only getting stronger since I started to share the same living space with her and started to learn more about her.
And now I was doing the both. Touchi
