ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

He remained unfazed and continued dragging me out of the cafeteria.

We reached the empty locker room where he shoved me against one of the locker, and asked the same question clenching his chiseled jaw " I'm asking you one last time. What the Fu*k you told her?"

I being a tenacious person didn't gave up so easily and remained impassive at my deportment crossing my hands over my chest.

Chapter 16