"Ryan we can't do this!" I pleaded, knowing I had already fallen into his temptation.
He trailed his thumb softy on my collar bone, our gaze met and I melted instantly in those alluring eyes of his.
"Yet, we can't deny our feelings," He uttered huskily and captured my lips with his, every ounce of restraint in me drained off as I succumbed to him.
After two years of living in Bradford, UK with her broken father, Hailey recently moved back to Albany in New York to stay with her mom's remarried family to complete her finals in a new high school in her stepfamily's city. The weather, her stepfamily's lavish and luxurious lifestyle, and most importantly her stepbrother, Ryan, were all troubling for her.
Ryan, The handsome, popular, and athletic rich guy of the school was every girl's dream while Hailey thought having a popular stepbrother like him would make her stay a lot easier in her new school, instead it turns out Ryan has made up his mind to wreck Hailey's life to the worst.
Soon enough, Hailey noticed that Ryan has been having a grudge toward her for years for reasons she couldn't place her mind on. "You are no wife to me, do you get it?" He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble.
"I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something!
- idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind.
All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity.
I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze.
"Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”.
“Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?"
"Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife."
"Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth.
"Why are you smirking at me ?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come.
I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’.
"Oh, you're about to find out," I said.