Midnight Lover: The Stranger In My Dreams

“Leave me alone, Mr. De Luca,” she growled before stopping in her tracks to throw him a glance. Aurora was torn if she would get pissed, mad, or happy that he was following her around after avoiding her for God-knows-how-long. But she decided to ignore his advances. She did not want any trouble in her monotonous life. It should be enough that he invaded her dreams and made her feel hot and bothered whenever they were in the hotel. It should be enough that he never stopped running in her mind, the image of his tattooed body and strong arms embracing and caressing her, sending fire to her soul. “What the hell is your problem? Get a hint, Therion. I don’t want to talk.” He chuckled before smirking at her. “Then tell me, do you have other plans in mind? Since you don’t want us to talk, and you know that I can’t… just talk to you, my Aurora.” She felt blood rushing to her cheeks. She immediately avoided his gaze. “Look, Mr. De Luca. Stop bothering me. You would never be able to coax me with your sugary words.” His smirk grew even wider. “Me, coaxing you, with sweet words? Look, darling, let me go straight to the point… I wanted to talk because you seemed to have forgotten that you belong to me.” She dryly laughed. “You don’t own me, Mr. De Luca. You’re not my boyfriend–” “Do you want me to be?” “You–” “Oh, my Aurora…” he whispered before taking a step towards her. She felt her back pressing against the cold wall of the alley. If she could only hit herself for choosing that route home, she would have done that ages ago. Especially now that she was being trapped between the rough wall and his body that she had seen and touched and done naughty things countless times already. His body… “Just… stay away from other men, especially with that man, gotn't?” “And why should I trust you? First of all, you’re not my boyfriend–” He hushed her protests as he firmly pressed his lips against hers. They tasted the mix of alcohol and cherries and yet she could not pull away. She was too weak to do so. Her world felt like it came to a stop as she answered his lips. He moved away as his golden, fiery eyes met hers, a wide smirk teasing her for accepting defeat.. "In your dreams or not, I own you, Aurora... I own your heart, your soul, your body... Every piece of you. So don't push me out of your life. Let me in, Aurora... Let me inside of... you," he whispered yet again as his hands slowly glided down to her hips.