Ancestry Of Greatness (1/3)

''It's like you are trying to take advantage of me because it's dark and we are alone here''. Archer said with a smirk on his face.

Ash frowned and said, ''Why would I take advantage of you? I have seen better.'' She pulled him down and clutched onto his shirt.

Archer's face turned gloomy and as black as ink after hearing Ash's words. He wanted to jerk her hands off his arm but he resisted the strong urge to do so because he knew she would either pass out or have another anxiety attack. It was raining heavily outside and thunder roars could be heard. So he decided to swallow his pride and endure it for the night.

  Archer badly wanted to say something to hurt her as she hurt him before.

Something devilish pooped inside his mind and a sly smile appeared on his face.

''Ms Williams''. Archer called her name.

''Hmm''.

''You want me to stay here with you, right?'' Archer said.

Ash frowned and asked, ''What do you mean?''