Her heart was trembling at an abnormal pace and her whole body was shaking in fear. The fact that he caressed her bosoms and practically saw her stripping was making her mind go crazy.
Emma stepped under the stream, and let the water wash the soap away from her body. She hurriedly wore her panties first thing and was about to wear her bra when his harsh banging on the door alarmed her.
She immediately wrapped the towel around her frame and stood still. There were no clothes in here for her to wear and the last option was this towel only.
The idea of going out and facing him felt dreadful enough but how long could she stay hidden in her restroom, just when the idea of locking the door popped in her head, the door burst open.
"Were you planning to stay forever?" He his
With a low growl, he dipped his face in the crook of her neck and as soon as his teeth caressed her skin, she froze. A squeal escaped her lips and her hand grasped his shoulder tightly for support as he bit, nibbled, and licked the skin where he just bit her. She was panting heavily when he moved back. Her body was still jittery with those sparks and his doings. Light coming out of the restroom was their only source of the glow. Satisfaction coursed through his body as he gazed at her neck. Grabbing the nape of her neck he gave a peck on her lips, taking her off guard as her eyes widened. With dark eyes and dominating presence, he moved back from her. Step by step as she sto
"If I want to f*ck you! I'll f*ck you! I won't write this bullshit!" He growled like a deadly beast. Emma flinched in her place. His face was so cold and dark that it made it difficult for her to look at him. His unfiltered words terrified her. If he wants to... No, he can't! "Now tell me who wrote this?" He seethed while scrunching that paper in his fist, his knuckles going white in rage. Emma stared down at the floor. She wasn't expecting things to turn out like this. "I-I d-don't know." She faltered while gazing at the door for a brief second. If she made a run, for now, she could make it to the door until he would round the table. Before she could even take a step forwar
Clenching his jaw, he placed her frail almost feather-like body on the couch. He moved back and gazed at her unconscious form. Just a second more and he would've killed her. His mate. Fuck! Dammit! He was losing control around her. She was affecting him like a drug. She was a human and he has to remind himself every f*cking time. She won't be able to bear his torturous ways. He was ruthless and she was soft in all manners, heart, and soul. Where he won't think twice before killing someone, she won't think twice before saving someone. This little girl was the complete opposite of him and it fucking attracts him wildly.
Her body sagged, her arms wrapped around his torso and she let out a loud wail filled with sadness and pain that pulled at the strings of his stone-cold heart, his body stiffening at her touch. What was this feeling? A freaking mate bond, without any doubt. Her soft hand clutched to his shirt tightly in a fist and the way she hugged him with all her power made him gulp. He wanted to touch her no doubt but why in the heck did this hug feel something different from his always felt desire? His large hands rubbed her back softly to calm her down. She was slowly and gradually gathering herself back because when she jolted away from him, he understood she must've realized what she was doing.
Xander parked the car near the bar where Jack with his douchebags was. He was keeping tabs on that bastard since morning when he got to know it was him who had given her that vulgar written piece of paper, she didn't know who gave her that letter which meant he must've placed it in her locker or bag. And that little thing thought it was him. Ironic! Xander didn't need to write shit when he could do that to her easily. His hold on the steering wheel tightened so that his knuckles turned white. Jack came out of that bar with his folks which Xander has seen a couple of times in the academy. One of them was Landon. They did the bro hug and bid their bye, Jack and the other guy had girls on their sides while Landon left in his car alone. The other guy also left with the girl, now it was just Jack and the blond on his
"Death or broken bones?" She asked herself for the umpteenth time. Emma was standing near the window of his room. She had opened it up with much difficulty and now she needs to get down from here, she was on the second floor and the ground seems so far away. She was sure to get a few of her bones broken if she jumped from here. So she has made up a rope using his bedsheets but it wasn't enough so she took out a few of his branded dress shirts and tied them with the sheets in a manner of elongating the rope, finally when she was sure it was tight enough to carry her weight, she threw it down the window and had secured the one end of it to the foot of the bed. She hasn't screamed for help because she didn't want to be caught. Yes, she didn't want the news of a student staying in her teacher's house getting out and
"I'm gonna devour her first." He said while grinning like a maniac. "Are you a virgin?" The normal-looking guy asked, her throat was all clogged up and her tongue felt like a stone in her mouth. The paleness of her face gave her away. "Fuck! She is!" The bald guy muttered while approaching her. Emma limped a step back and her back touched the island of the kitchen. Large tears that pooled in her eyes made her vision blurry. "Is she mute?" The guy with the scorpion on his face spoke up. "I'll go first on her and you can find out." The piercing guy hissed, making every cell in her body tremble. The bald guy smoothly turned off the
As soon as Xander reached home all he wanted to do was engulf her in his embrace but something wasn't right. He hurriedly walked into his house and towards his room, unlocking it he was met with an empty room. "Fuck!" He cussed loudly while looking at the bed that had moved from its place, a cloth was tied to its foot which was going out of the window. Running there he gazed out of the window only to cuss one more time when he noticed how short that shitty rope was, he pulled that thing back inside the room from the window and stared at the ruined form of his shirts. Has she lost her mind? Within a few minutes, he was driving towards her house in his car. His eyes landed on his bruised knuckles, he had placed Jack's bruised body back in his car and left him there. Someone would've probably found him there but for now, his basic concern was, Belle. How stupid of her to leave like this and at this fucking time. Her house was far from her, how in the world she would even go there, she