“I’ll, uh…I’ll see you around, Lettie,” he said to her, his voice slightly trembling.
He stole another hidden glance at me, but my gaze was still unwavering, and that unsettled him. He pursed his lips, gave a curt nod, and walked away, trembling like a fuckin’ wet duck.
“What iswrongwith you?!” she whispered, squirming out of my grasp. Her eyes blazed with fury, her face a mask of frustration. “You didn’t have to scare him off like that.”
My eyebrows furrowed, and my expression turned ugly. “Why do you care so much? Who is that man to you?” I asked, my quiet voice laced with disdain.
“I told you, he’s my former boss,” she replied with the same tone, glaring at me.
“He’s not allowed anywhere near you, you hear me?”
Her expression soured further, lips pursed even tighter. “Do you always have to be such a control freak?” Her eyes flashed with increasing irritation and defiance.
My scorn grew, triggered by her words. But as angry as I was, I couldn’t lash out in front of all these people. So, I looked around discreetly, scanning the space until I spotted a door slightly ajar.
I grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her away from the crowd, her heels clicking rapidly against the floor. With a single push, the door opened, and we stormed in, my blood boiling with rage.
The dimly lit room was a cramped space, cluttered with old stock, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and neglect.
I shut the door behind me and turned to face her, a palm swiping over my mouth in an attempt to calm my rage.
She leaned in and whispered in my face. “Dragging me in here doesn’t make you look tough. It only proves how controlling and condescending you are.”
My features twisted into growing annoyance. “You will mind the way you speak to me or else….”
“Or else what, Roman?” She drew closer, her face mirroring mine. “What’re you gonna do, huh?” The challenge in her gaze stirred up something primal inside me.
“Don’t push me,” I warned her, feeling my anger slowly transforming into a dark desire.
“You pushed me first!” she snapped. “You jump on every chance to show your superiority! You treat me like a lesser human being and dictate my every move!” She slammed her hands against my chest. “I hate you for that!”
The words had barely flown out of her mouth when I seized her waist and spun her around. A soft gasp escaped her as I pinned her back against the wall. Her breath ceased as she glared at me, her chest heaving slowly.
I placed my hand on the wall beside her head and mirrored her expression, my eyes boring into hers. “Perhaps you’ve forgotten who you belong to,” I growled.
She frowned, her eyes narrowing at me. “I belong to no one.”
The air was thick with tension as we glared at each other, our anger mixed with dark desire. I traced the curve of her mouth before my gaze dropped to her cleavage. The freshness of the skin above her breasts fanned the flames of passion burning through me.
My hand snapped out and gripped her jaw—not too hard, not too light—just enough to scare her a little. She bit the inside of her mouth, refusing to look away from me.
“Your stubbornness will land you in trouble,milaya,” I whispered in her face.
She waited a few seconds. “I’m already in trouble with you. What more can you do to me?”
The challenge in her voice sent shivers down my spine, awakening every cell in my body. My cock swelled in my pants and grazed against her, betraying my fury.
“Let me remind you who you are,” I murmured.
Before she could respond, I sealed her lips with a kiss—a deep, hot kiss. At first, she tried to resist, tried to push me away. But as the seconds ticked by, her resilience began to falter.
I pulled her to myself and dared to cup her gentle swells, squeezing over the fabric of her dress. Breathless, she kissed me back, her tongue invading my mouth with an intense fervency.
I raised one of her legs, caressed her thigh, then slid my hands underneath the hem of her dress. She moaned in my mouth when my fingers settled on her underpants and shifted them to the side.
She reached for my belt, unbuckled it, and dipped her hand inside. Another moan left her lips as I inserted my middle finger, her wetness wrapping around it like silk.
I broke our kiss, lifted both her hands over her head, and trapped them beneath one of my palms. With my free hand, Iheld up her left leg, positioned my cock outside her entrance, and drove inside her.
