"Fuck.."I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. 
[Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. 
"But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. 
"You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story

　　"Posso essere il tuo angelo che ti protegge dai tuoi incubi" (I can be your Angel that protects you from your nightmares.)  He mutters in my ear and his silky voice causes my eyes to seal themselves shut as I focus solely on the words he is saying, not the heat that emanates off his body. "O il bastardo che trasformerà quegli incubi in realtà." (Or the bastard that will make those nightmares a reality.)


　　I slowly turn around in his embrace. I look up into his ocean baby blue eyes and I feel myself drifting away. The fear. The torture. All of the broken promises sworn to me leaves a tangled web of turmoil for me to get lost in.


　　 He is meant to be my enemy. And yet, the only person I want to trust. His eyes flicker, mirroring the moon that illuminates off the dark walls in the room. 


　　"I want to believe in you. However, it is the fear of what could happen if you are not around to protect me that scares me." I confide in him.


Chapter SIXTEEN