23- Protective Mr.Ivanov

“I didn't do it intentionally! Don't throw anything-” He gets cut off as I throw the bottle of shampoo right at his face.

“Fuck.” He groans out in agony, holding his face in pain.

“Get out, you asshole!” I scream, covering my front with my hands frantically.

At least I'm wearing my undergarments. I would have lost it if he had seen me totally naked. I gulped down my saliva when I noticed his eyes trailing along my body hungrily. His intense stare shakes the core of my heart as desire makes its way towards me.

“G-Get out!” I yell again but this time my voice sounds weak, lust affecting my mind and body.

Elliot seems to have gotten out of the world he was into before. Apparently, I'm not the only one affected by it. Finally, like a real gentleman he turns around which gives me the chance to let out a shaky breath. I should feel violated right now. But for some unknown reason, I feel different. I feel like my body is under the control of my untold desire and it's readying me to comm