Chapter 50

As soon as our lips touched, his anger hit me like l had run into a brick wall. It was so intense that I wanted to break away from him but I knew that he wasn't going to let me. I had been the one to kiss him and now I had to go through with it even if I regretted my actions, which I did. After a millisecond of our lips touching I realised what a big mistake I had made because he was going to take this a lot further than kissing, that was for sure.

He responded instantly, kissing me roughly and harshly, channelling his rage into it so I did the same, making sure he felt every ounce of anger that I felt towards him. His hands let go of my wrists and they moved lower, gripping my waist tightly to the point where it started to hurt pretty badly. I was pressed right up against the wall and, using his body, he pushed me upwards, not once breaking the kiss. I struggled to get onto my feet but he left me no choice but to stand otherwise I’d be leaning on him for support and I