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

Since mom and dad were at home the evening went in a blur and soon mom called me for the lunch. Keeping the book on the night stand that I started reading this morning. I walked downstairs then started setting the table, and that's when the door bell rang and dad asked me to hear it.

So, here he was standing near my door smirking like a little kid who won a chance lottery.

Taking few strides in my direction he evaded my personal space, making me to act upon my senses. Pushing him back with my hand I shoved him off while closing the door behind me.

"I haven't spoke to my parents about this date shit!" I whisper yelled pushing him more to his shoulder.

Raising up his brow he pushed me more, totally evading my personal bubble and hummed near my ear huskily "There's no need for asking anything Scarr, your already my girlfriend remember?" His hand now held my waist firmly to keep me off from falling due to his evasion.

Chapter 96