Play games no more

Xavier looked at his hands the mirror and that when he realized what a wild kitten she is. The mark of her scratched were filling on his palm and the back of his hands.

He still can't seem to forget the way she rolled on top of him. Even though it sounds in each and every way, but the wild look in her eyes and the way her wild mane sprawled around her face as her glared at him.

He felt his hardness stir at the thought of her on top of him, scratching him ,bit for different reasons.

He was really one , pervert bastard to even think of something like that , about his captivate.

He was innocent, he was the guy your parents warns you about, but one doesn't know the biggest secret of the name after devil , Xavier Jordan 'Morningstar'.

The secret that he has hidden within himself and behind the pretext of him being the bad boy.

He took the onitment from the shelf and tried to rubbed it in the places where she had scratched him.

After doing so, his eyes fell on the blueish purple mark near his shoulder. It does somewhat look like a hickey but his wild kitten has bitten him so hard that it almost drew some blood.

He shook his head and walked inside the shower. He has to spend two more day with her, and he couldn't wait for what going to come with the new dawn.

He somewhat understood Paige and she really wasn't someone to give up that easily and it would be funny to watch her try.

Because the game was his and she was just the pawn.

With that he turned on the shower, trying to erase all the unnecessary thoughts that clouded his brain. As the droplet of water fell in his body, he wanted to it to wash the sudden emotions he was feeling.

He is better of without emotion. His body neither does his mind should work on that. With that thought on his brain , he washed himself.

Ranking a hand through this hair, he sculpted back flexed with every move, he squeezed some shower gel and rubbed it around his well toned abs and the his chest. Washing the gel he turned off the shower and go a towel and wrapped it around his naked back.

Just went he went inside his room, something soft collided against his chest with a 'oof' and bounced back. And even before the reason behind his distress could fall, he snaked his hand around her waist and pulled her closer.

"What are you doing here, princess?" His voice turned huskier as he looked at her.

She didn't looked at him but two red dot appeared in her cheeks and that made him realised the condition they were in.

But what surprised him more was that, she didn't squirm in his hold. Rather she looked flustered.

And added to his suspicious, she looked at him throw her eyeslashes like one of those fake Barbie dolls.

"What do you want ,Paige?" His voice was stern as he looked at her.

"I.." She cleared her throat and looked at him with a coy smile on her face , "I wanted to find the washroom." She looked down again.

And that confirm his suspicious. She was trying to get into his good book, or more or less trying to seduce him. And that has highly amused him.

He wanted comment on how bad her acting was, but he thought to pay with her a bit. So he did what he was best at, teasing her and rilling her up.

The hands that where snacked around her waist tighten and he pulled her closer. And with one hand he cupped her face, and through out, his gaze didn't shifted anywhere else but her eyes.

He did felt her stiffen for a moment. And the next second, he skimmed his hand inside her top, teasing her waist line with his cold fingers.

He felt her warm breath uneven. He was waiting for her to protect , to react but she still. Her hand as if were paralyzed.

"Are you still going to play with me , princess?" He cheeks gazed her jaw teasingly. and he knew this one going overboard. Instead of her reacting to his touches, if was him who ended up having a hard on.

He felt like a horny teenage infront of her. And he quickly pushed her way.

"Play those fucking tricked with someone else ,not me!" With that he wake away, not wanting to have any more take with her.

Once the door slammed shut, Paige let out a shuddering breath.

What the fuck was she thinking? She cringed at the idea of seducing him, bit the way her body reacted made her feel disgusted of herself.

She wanted to erase his touch from her skin. It was like she has cheated on Marcus. Her jaw clenched and unclenched, she quickly entered his washroom not before stealing one of his shirt and sweatpants. She knew what was doing a big mistake, but she was helpless.

As the cold water showered over her, she tried to rub her cheeks and waisted to erase his touch. She wanted to peel of her skin, but it was all her fault. She bit her lower lips and chocked back a sob , placing her head against the cold title she let the water wash away all her pain.

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Dressing up in his clothes was the other mistake she had down. Since her clothes was wet and she can't be wearing them.until it dried, she wore her kidnapper clothes.

And oh boi, was it a bad decision.

With every breath she took, his faint cologne mixed with after-shave was the only thing she could smell.

In a way,it was like he has not inly kidnapped her ,but her sense of thinking too.

But she knew she was to walk out of the room so she closed her eyes took a deep breath and opened the door and immediately her nose ticked with the delicious smell of spaghetti.