Delilah's POV:
Heart pounding in the ribcage, I moved my hand to the back as discreetly as possible and grabbed the doorknob. Just when I was about to rotate it, a gravel voice echoed in the room, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."My hand stilled and my mind went blank. I knew who he was even though I could not see him. How could I even forget that deep, dangerous voice? The sane part of me told me to turn around and run the hell out of there. But an even saner part knew that defying him wasn't an option.
I opened my mouth to shout at him but what left my mouth was a mere whisper, "Why are you here? And what do you want?"The whisper was so low that I wondered whether I had only thought it in my head but he seemed to hear me loud and clear. The silhouetted head tilted to the right and I knew he was smirking as he said, "I always fulfill what I say," the devil took a small pause during which my anxiety peaked higher, "and I am here to do just that."
My eyebrows deepened and I finally found my voice again, "What do you mean?"
The figure got up from my bed and started moving in my direction. His strides were deliberate and slow. It was clear that he was enjoying the show. I tightened my hold on the keys. If needed, I'll just use them as a weapon.He stopped moving and a big, bulky body loomed over me. It was still dark but up closer, I could clearly see his eyes. And just like every other time, they drew me in deep within them. The pupils were dilated in the dark, making his eyes even more demonic. They were deep like an endless ocean and fierce like a fiery pit. Fire and ocean. Yeah, he was the combination of both.
Once again, that rough voice echoed in the room, "I think I told you not to call up the police, right?"
I swallowed under the weight of his hard stare. Breathing in, I stepped around him and moved to my bed, "How did you get in?"
I dumped my bag on the bed and felt him brushing against my back. I felt his breath on my ear, sending goosebumps all over my body when he ordered, "Answer me."
I jerked around, placed my palms on his chest, and pushed him backward with all my strength. The man didn't even move an inch. He was intimidating me more than ever. My teeth were crushing together as I hissed, "Who the hell are you to just break into my room and ask such a question?"
I raised my chin and pierced my eyes through his, "Yes, you did warn me. But I still called the police because that was the only sane and responsible thing to do."
All he did to respond to my rant was move his eyes down to my lips. His stare told me what unholy things were going on in his head. Unconsciously, my tongue darted over my bottom lip. His eyes blazed at the sight.
Eyes still on my lips, he asked in an urgent voice, "We all have to pay the price for our deeds, Mia Cara. And you do remember yours, right?"
I knew he was referring to the kiss. My nostrils flared, "You can't be serious."
My breathing hitched up as a warm hand wrapped around my waist, "Well, I am," and pulled me against a hard slab of the chest he had.
My body flushed against his and I was clearly aware of the way my boobs were pressed against his chest. Hard nipples peeking out of the shirt's fabric made me grateful for the dark. My eyes glided to his lips. So full and absolutely kissable. I wondered how it would feel to suck his bottom lip. Lust wandering in my mind, I croaked up weakly, "This is absurd."
Slowly, he lowered his face and stopped when his lips were mere inches away from mine. It was against his personality, his words, and his rules but the man was asking for my permission. I thought he was someone to impose himself on others but here he was, waiting for my permission to take what he can easily without one. I wanted to pound on his chest, push him away, and run the fuck out of my room but what I actually did was fist his shirt tightly, parted my lips, slightly inched higher on my toes, and closed my freaking eyes.
That was all the permission he needed before taking over my mouth like a maniac. It wasn't my first kiss but it was nothing like I had ever before. His palm closed over the side of my neck as he hungrily ate my mouth away. He nibbled at my lower lip making a hot lava erupting in the pit of my belly. He entangled his fingers in my hair and pulled them backward. Pain shot through my scalp that shot a wave of pleasure throughout my body, making me open my mouth in a slight moan and he didn't waste any time before darting his tongue into my mouth. My tongue met his halfway and my mind blanked out after that.
His warm tongue explored every corner of my mouth bringing me more and more pleasure. The sensations. Oh God, the fucking sensations. The living proof of my burning desire was the moistening of my panties. I wondered how just a random kiss from a stranger could do that to me. Suddenly, I wanted to find out what could happen if he were to ever fuck me?
Yesterday, when he said he would kiss me if I ever told the police, I thought he was just bluffing. But he had proven himself right and he didn't even have to make any effort for that. He just came and took what he wanted. And I didn't even deny him. I was afraid to find out what more he was capable of doing.
That thought jolted me out of my stupid haze. My eyes flew open and my mind registered the stranger greedily kissing my senses away. The hands stupidly fisting his shirt pushed him away and I stumbled out of his hold. Creating a distance between us, I shouted at him, "You fucking psychopath, get the fuck out of my room."
A dark chuckle left his mouth, "Calm down, little one. And from the next time, be a good girl."
My anger flared even more, "Shut up. I am not your little toy. I'll do whatever I want."
His eyes traveled from my head to my toes, undressing me on their way, "Keep defying me and watch me play with my little toy." His head cocked to the side, "Well, I can surely do much more with that divine body of yours."
His words held a true promise in them and as much as I wanted him to fulfill his promise, I ignored the tingles exploding in my lower belly, and narrowed my eyes, "I don't even want you to come closer to me ever again, understand?"
He tilted his head to the side and smirked evilly, "Well, the erratic beating of your heart doesn't seem to agree with you."
My eyes bulged out of their sockets at his persistence and I enunciated every word, "I'll never be yours."
"We'll see that, Cara Mia," he whispered devilishly, and with that, he turned around and jumped down the window.
I gasped. How could he just jump off the one floor without breaking a bone or two? Heart lurching in my mouth, I rushed to the window to see if he was okay but found no one down there. My eyes scanned the clearing but to my utter surprise, the strange man was already gone.
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