( warning: contains mature content )
➳ CHAPTER FOURTEEN ➳
AND THE MIRAGE FALLS AWAY
⠀⠀⠀I tried to keep my gaze above his sculpted abdomen, my face already burning red, but I couldn't avoid both his startling eyes and his lower regions at the same time!
⠀⠀⠀Fortunately, the monster-- I mean, Gabriel, gave me a good distraction. He looked directly at me, his eyes as dangerous and soul-piercing as his werewolf form's, and bowed-- like legit bent over and gave me a small bow! I mean WOW!
⠀⠀⠀But if that wasn't enough to get my heart racing, My heart fluttered at what he said to me when his cold hand took hold of my warm one as he kissed it.
" M y L a d y L o v e . "
⠀⠀⠀Lost in his eyes, I am mesmerized as he kisses my hand and pulls me close. When his and my body touch, I feel how solid it is. It was strange, seeing him as a monster first, and now he was human.
⠀⠀⠀Flesh and bone.
⠀⠀⠀And as he breathed deeply, I swear I could feel the pull of something strong within my chest. Like a thread made of wind was suddenly wrapped around my heart, and it tugged at it wildly whenever he stroked my cheek.
⠀⠀⠀He spoke, his lips barely a breath length's away from mine, "You feel it too..." His voice was flat, as if he was announcing some sort of business arrangement...-- and come to think of it... If he said 'too', then that must have meant he felt... whatever this strange feeling was in my chest... as well!
⠀⠀⠀Why aren't you caught of guard...? Don't feel the way I do....?
⠀⠀⠀My brows ruffled as I looked at him puzzled. I felt like my heart was going to explode out of my chest because of the way it was beating wildly at the memory of that night.
⠀⠀⠀The night he stole my innocence...
⠀⠀⠀And yet, there he stood, his hands gripping my arms so tight-- as if he thought I was some sort of stubborn bird, and I would fly away the first chance I got-- and his eyes staring directly into mine... And he could only manage to speak words that sounded so riggid and stale, they belonged in a business meeting?
⠀⠀⠀You've got to be kidding...
⠀⠀⠀But before I could mention anything, he basically grabbed my right wrist and twisted it so I felt the most excruciating pain. All the while, he took my chin in the strong grip of his fingers and made me look at him. His eyes were cold, but he pressed his lips on mine anyway.
⠀⠀⠀I grinded my teeth and a few tears slipped down my face. "Let me go..." I gasped. There was no answer. There was no halt of pain. I began to struggle, but it was useless... It was like fighting against the grp of an industrial steel pincer.
⠀⠀⠀"Gabriel!" Mr. Clarke shouted at him and immediately, he broke his steely gaze away from me and set it on the teacher. He threw away my hand like he would if you had to throw away week old lunch. Instead, he found it much more amusing to take hold of my hair.
⠀⠀⠀"Why--?" I literally bit the tip of my tongue so hard, I thought it'd come off when I received a kick in the shin. I collapsed and my neck stretched as my head bobbed up with a force strong enough to have possibly ripped my head off.
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