Chapter 45
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"You-you k-kissed me. You FUCKING kissed me!? Why the fuck did you kiss me!?" I yelled, my pupils swirling around like a whirlpool with my face being beat red and the state of my mind was, I report: blank.
He just shrugs at my outburst while still holding on to his crouch area, winching every time he tries to move. "Simple, you were excruciating sexy. There's no way that I'm able to keep my hands away from what's mine." He smirks.
I couldn't help but flare up in anger as I was still trying to gather my thoughts at how, ironic or cheese it may sound, my first kiss was stolen from me by a man whose bothersome handsome, a killer and my stalker. I can't help but be sour about it and to want to slap that triumphant grin of his face, but I know just the same that I wouldn't be able to hurt him, unless I kick his balls. I would most likely hurt myself.
"I-I hope that you'll go impotent!" I yelled, cursing mentally at how high pitched my voice came out. I gave him a glare hoping that it would daunt him, but the smirk that grew even wider and his brow that started to elevate as his eyes were shining with mirth proved me the opposite.
"But, baby how would I be able to satisfy you?" He pouted his cherry colored lips with his doggy eyes aimed at me.
God this man can be so sinful, it's bad for the heart. I thrusted my fists on my hips and glowered at him, my face still dyed in the color of blood. "I don't need you for that, I've got a line of handsome men waiting to get something of this." I said gesturing at my body with a smug grin.
Mark's eyes got dark, thunder brewing behind his now dark navy eyes and I felt my grin falter away. His lips were pressed into a thin line and his fist clenched so tightly that I was scared that he would break his skin, drawing out blood.
Shit.
"Oh?" He started his voice dangerously low. "And who are those men that dares to even lay their eyes on you?" He marched towards me and I started to slowly back away with my hands up in front of me.
"C-Calm down Mark." I said, trying to calm down the furious beast. I felt my back hit the wall as I saw him getting closer to me. I tried to make a run for it, emphasized on tried. Mark slammed his hands against the wall caging me between his arms as I let out a yelp. He leaned in closer and I could feel his hot breath fanning on my neck; sending shivers down my spine. "I will calm down when you start to explain this shit, April." His voice sounded strained like he was holding onto a small thread of sanity. I was only able to stare at him terrified with my trembling eyes.
His eyes softened a bit and he groaned. "Don't stare at me with those doe eyes of yours. I won't hurt you, but I can't promise the same thing for your loved ones." He concluded letting his arms go limp by his sides.
"I was just joking." I grumbled.
He studied my face for any lies. "That joke wanted me to kill off any remotely handsome men in the area."
"You fucking stalked me for four years! You of all people should know my dating history in those years." I grumbled sulky at how sad my love life was.
He chuckled. "Enough to know that I was your first kiss." He replied sensual, his tongue sweeping over his lips. "And you taste define." He added.
I gasped and felt my body heat rise, reminiscing how it felt when he crashed his lips on to mine. "And you have to work at your kissing skills. I don't need to kiss anyone else to know that." I retaliated.
He rolled his eyes. "Okay baby, then tell me how the kiss was so that I can work on it." He asserted ludicrously not taking me serious.
"The kiss was mind numbing-NO! I mean it was awful." I tried to correct myself, but I was already too late.
Mark grins widely and made a celebratory fist bump. "YES! I knew that you liked it!" I blushed brightly and could slap myself in the face.
"Now we only need to wait until the Stockholm syndrome hits." He stated al giddy like a kid getting some ice scream. I looked at him appalled and pushed him away from me. "Fuck you." I retorted and walked away.
He grabs me by the wrist stopping me in my tracks. "Na-ah, you're not leaving yet. Sit down it's question time. I've got some questions for you."
I quirked my eyebrows. "Am I allowed to ask you some questions then?"
"Let's do it this way. We can only ask each other one question at the time. I ask you questions that you have to answer and you can ask me questions and I will see if I'll answer those."
Bastard.
I tried to extricate my hand from his grip, but he just tightens his hold. "How's that fair?" I growled.
He looked at me innocently. "You'll at least get some answers."
"Awesome." I grimaced.
