I Was Forced To Marry The Enemy

"Finally." He greeted me. "I was getting bored in here and almost came downstairs to come find you."

I couldn't move, couldn't even bring myself to speak a single word. In fact, my insane mind could only think about how good he looked lying there on my bed.

"What is wrong with you?" I finally demanded when my brain suddenly remembered how to form words again. "I can't believe you actually did this. How did you even get pass the security?"

"So many questions that I refuse to answer." He replied smoothly while propping his hands behind his head and making himself more comfortable. "Quite a comfortable bed you have here."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Dante this isn't a joke, you know you can't be here. My parents are going to freak out if they find you inside here with me."

He turned his dangerous green eyes my way and I swear I almost fell on my b.u.t.t at the intensity of his gaze. "I already told you, I'm not scared of your father Kyomi, I've seen much worse than him in my life."

Why did his words turn me on? Why did I like the fact that he wasn't scared of my father?

"Look, maybe you aren't scared of him but I am, you don't know what he's capable of when he's angry."

"And maybe." Dante started as he continued to hold me in place with his stare alone. "You don't know what I'm capable of doing when I want something or ... someone."

My face flushed at his words and I tried to calm my racing heart.

"Dante." I said again walking over to the bed. "You have to go NOW!"

He turned to his side so that his face was closer to mine. "How about instead of I leaving, you come join me on the bed."

Before I had time to respond he pulled me down on top of him and held onto my waist gently to keep me from moving. I gasped in shock,every single part of my body was lined up with his as though our bodies were made for each other. His eyes was studying my reaction closely and I wanted more than anything to lean closer into him and get a better sniff at his heavenly scent. I didn't understand my reaction to him at all, was this how all girls felt around him? All the while his hands was gently squeezing my waist and pushing the lower half of my body tighter against his, it was doing unspeakable things to my body.

He moved one of his hand from my waist to rub my bottom lip with his thumb, his heated gaze filled with a hunger that was impossible to miss.

His voice was hoarse as he spoke again and it was unknowingly doing wicked things to my body. "Let me get a taste of you." He whispered. "Please."

My breath hitched and a small whimper escaped my mouth at his words.