Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

I walked into the cafe with Damian following behind. I looked around, trying to see whether Jace was already here or not. I didn't notice him. I turned to look at Damian who seemed to be busy looking for Jace as well. 


"Let's sit and wait for him" I suggested. He gave me one curt nod before taking my hand in his. I stared at our interlinked hands. I could feel a spark igniting inside of me. He gave a little squeeze, making raise my hand to look at him. He smiled, making me internally swoon. 


"Come on" He said and we made our way to a table which was situated in the corner of the Café. I sat down on a comfortable bench. Damian sat next to me. 


"What if someone takes a picture of us and it ends in the papers?" I asked out of the blue. He shrugged, giving me a grin as he turned to look at me. 


"Your sister is married to my brother. We're bound to meet at times" He responded smartly. 


Chapter 46: Jace