Prologue

Forcefully, he held my hair in his fist and pulled them upwards, now my face was towards his face.

"R-Robert ---" I cried, closing my eyes.

His eyes were still going through my face.

"Open your eyes," He demanded with dominance in his voice.

I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head to look at him. He pulled my hair more, aggressively. I still didn't look at him and stared at the wall behind him. I couldn't look at him, no I can't!

"Look at me," He said. "Into my eyes." He demanded in the same tone.

I have no option.

I finally looked into his eyes. His cold dark brown eyes gave me a shiver.

His eyes were locked with mine with great dedication. His eyes were on my nose and stopped at my lips. My lips trembled. His gaze made me more nervous.

"Kiss me" He whispered.

If he doesn't love me, why does he want me to kiss him?

He doesn't love me. He never cared about me. Why do I fall for him?

I breathe heavily. Jesus, help me!

I tried to get away but he held my hair more tightly.

I groaned in pain.

"I think you don't want me to repeat it, Kaitlyn." He said, calmly.

But his calm gives me pain.

Okay, I have to do it. I have to.

I tiptoed my feet. He left my hair and his hand went to my waist. My right hand was on his chest and the other was holding onto his shoulder. I once looked into his eyes. And those dark brown eyes changed into dark black.

These eyes speak so much. I don't know how much he has buried in his heart.

I finally reached for his lips. He held me more tightly with both of his hands. He pushed me into the wall but never stopped kissing me.

His left hand went to my neck and caressed it.

I was still trying to stop it but.....but...I ...I w-want this. His soft touch makes me weak.

He pulled back and I was breathing heavily.

"Why are you doing this? You are playing with my emotions." I cried.

"Really? Say those words looking into my eyes" He said, calmly.

It's true!! He never did anything wrong. No matter how much he hurts me or gives me pain.

"Kaitlyn, I said look into my eyes and say those words." He raised his voice.

With tears in my eyes. I looked at him.

"R-Robert, I...I love you. Why d-don't you understand?" I spoke with love in my heart.

"Because I don't want you to love me. I hate the word 'love.' I told you earlier that I am not the person to love or care about." He said but the anger in his voice was burning.

'He doesn't want me to love him. He hates it but still, I love him.'