" Malva I ... I want you. I do. I beg you " I suddenly let go of the last pride I have and then come begging him so shamelessly.
" That's not you talking. It's just the adrenaline. This isn't what you wanted. It's just a whim "
" What? " I asked in awe, surprised at the word he had used to describe my emotion for him. My disappointment turned into anger immediately, and I made to pull away from him, but he caught my wrist. " Let me go! "
I thrive to free myself and I succeeded at last. Well, more like he purposely released me. I didn't bother to think it through. I made my way towards the exit at once, but his voice came at that moment, low, husky, and warning.
" Don't take a step further into the living room. You'd be stunned "
Oh, come on. Like I believe his words. I waved it o
