Passion's Flame - Part III

Without waiting for my answer, Erdem took a step forward, his presence filling the small bathroom. I tried to slam the door shut, yearning for a moment of privacy, a space where I could let my tears flow freely, but he refused to allow me that solace. With an unwavering determination, he forced his way through, invading my personal space. Stumbling backwards, I kept my pained eyes locked on his face, refusing to break the connection.

"Come here," he commanded, extending his palm towards me. I raised my perturbed eyes to meet his gaze, a mixture of defiance and vulnerability burning within me. Without uttering a word, I shook my head, my determination unyielding. I would not succumb to his dominance, not this time.

"Nesta, come," he repeated, his voice dripping with authority and desire. My tense throat constricted, and my pulse quickened at the commanding tone in his voice. Yet, I remained steadfast, unyielding in my resistance. For a moment, he stood there, waiting for me to comply