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

Xaviar turned her head and a wide smile spreaded across her face. I smiled beholding her state of being emotionally aroused and worked up.

I followed her gaze and soon my slightly curled up lips turned into to a thin line when I saw Hueson.

He looked exhausted the moment my eyes registered his appearance. Dressed up in a casul jade blue hoodie which he paired up with a black coloured jeans he sauntered in our direction. His lip piercing was again missing making him look less hooligan in appeal.

His jaw clenched the moment his eyes met mine. The dark aura started surrounding him and soon his exhausted state inflamed like a gasoline on water. I dropped my gaze and turned around only to be pinned by another stare that came from the opposite side of the dining table.

Celeb's regard making my inner suspicious to a higher alert and only one thing came into my mind.

Is that Celeb who came into my room and kept the letter?

Chapter 88