Back To The Fire

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~LEONA~

"Sometimes, My lady ", he breathed as his lips stretched into that naughty smirk as his eyes rested on my firm pointed breasts.

My heart beat rapidly, my gaze glued on him as my body felt hot internally.

Though I act bold and strange, I still fear this man, whose hand held my fate.

His eyes were lighted with lust and longing as he stared at me. I tried calming myself but my trembling fingers betrayed me.

I swallowed into nothing as he made a step forward, while I took a step backward. He brought out a box from his pocket and threw some substance into his mouth before making a step, again.

I can't let this man touch me. Never!.

I made to escape his grip but it was too late as he held me by the waist and threw me to the bed, with his huge body holding me captive.

His hand rested on my almost exposed boobs. My body responded treacherously to his touch which got me angry.

Why would I still feel this way at the touch of he who made my life a living hell?