Talk to me

"What is bothering you?" Nikolai asked Ivy calmly.

His breath is fanning her face and he is not leaving any space between their bodies. His hold is possessive and his touch gentle. She shouldn't allow him to touch her, especially after she saw him with Catherine a while ago. But just like how a moth is attracted to the flame, she is attracted to him. Despite knowing that she would burn, she is still willing to allow his flame to engulf her as a whole. She didn't miss the fact that he came looking for her leaving his fiancee in his cabin.

When she didn't reply, he tightened his hold over her hair to the point where she could feel the sting.

"Ahh.." a very soft and sweet sound left her lips when she felt the pain. He liked the sound. He like everything about her.

"I asked you a question" he reminded her again.

He pulled her hair more, arching her neck. His hold around her waist tightened further to the point that she is now standing on her tip toes while he is holding almost all o