His Name Is Qui Shan?

My heart was unwilling to slow down the rate of its fast beating as the stranger let me go and continued with his painting like nothing ever happened.

"You didn't seem to realize that you just kissed a demon." I stated it clearly but his gaze never shifted from the white sheet as he painted, acting oblivious to my presence and as much as I hated it, I couldn't repudiate the fact that his side profile was equally enchanting and more than graceful.

"I really want to chase you out right now." I felt uncomfortable with the emotions he was making me experience and he stopped painting again, my hands flew to my lips as he looked at me.

My act only made him scoff at me and he continued once again.

"Then chase me." His blatant response, he's indeed testing my patience.

My wrist glowed in a purple light as it enhanced my powers and he noticed, he looked at me but barely flinched at the powers he felt were arising inside of me.