Skyla's Soft Lips Were Turning Him On

"Tell me, who are you?" Clenching Skyla's arms with his sturdy fingers, the man asked. His tone was grave and cold that had the hair in the nape and back of Skyla's body high erect. His red hooded eyes were partially open giving out a more scary view. His lips were tightly shut in a straight line and just like his voice, his gaze was also a cold one or probably colder. Skyla squirmed under his touch when he had been looking at her with that scrutinizing gaze.

Skyla could feel herself melting under his touch. She could sense how nervous she was when a wave of nervousness hit her body, generating goosebumps all over while her face would be as white as a chalk.

Skyla gulped down fearfully before her mind blasted. In her squeaky voice, Skyla said in her mind, "Oh no! Why is he asking me that all of a sudden? What should I do?" Nervously, she started biting her lower lip. Her eyes could not help but pass a shaky glance and she thought, "You can't tell him who you are, Skyla? What if he r