CHAPTER 29
She might as well say, 'Have your way with me.'.
Dread was an understatement of what she felt. The thumping of her heart was like a cannon drum right next to her ears. But at the same time, she was having a hard time breathing. Air seemed couldn't fill up her lungs. What does he want? That was the very question she asked that she never wished to be answered.
The slow creeping up of his lips to the side was like a sword slashing up to her skin. His eyes shifted into something more dangerous. The blue seemed to be much bluer, darker. It was electrifying, and she should be looking away. Avoid it. But instead, she was drawn to it. Like there was an invisible magnet that kept pulling her.