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

"You're here!" Xaviar stood up from her chair and her fervour conduct was back.

"Yeah! I'm sorry the door was open so I entered the room without knocking."

I asserted slightly embarrassed.

"It's ok we just had a brother sister talk!" She said smiling all bright.

Hueson was quite the whole moment.

When I shifted my gaze at him, our eyes locked for like five minutes.

slight smirk. Walking slowly towards me he came by my side and draped his hand around my waist whilst pulling me towards his shoulder.

The normal atmosphere of the room dropped again with him being this close.

My heart rate now reaching up to stars with each beat. But it stopped the moment his lips started to make their way towards mine.

Chapter 128