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Little Nerdy Nightmare

"You really think I'm playing around?" He grounds me through gritted teeth and he takes a step closer and I begin to move back. "I gave you a strict instruction and you disobeyed, you chose to rebel." There is about a zillion comeback running through my head, but my brain only focuses on the man whose green eyes has somehow turned into black because he's mad at me. "Do you know what happens to rebellious people?" I keep moving back until my back from him hit the wall and I hiss out in frustration. I swallow hard and try not to look at him, pissing him off would be a good thing when we aren't the only ones in the whole house. "Do you?!" He demands with a roar. "No, I don't. Tell me." I say, He takes a firm step close to stand intimately close to me, his height making me feel like a little child. "They get punished." And for the first time in the last five to six-minute, I see his green eyes of him instead of black ones looking into mine with lust and my brain go blank for a second and I have to shake it to restart it. Even I can't deny the intense feeling I have been having, I don't want to be in denial any more. I do want to be close to him and as much as it scares me, it draws me in to know more. "Then punish me." ***** The arrangement was, I get to meet her, propose to her, we get married as that would create a stronger bond between the two business associates, bringing us together as a family.

Glory Tina · Urbain
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CHAPTER 28

  He growls in frustration, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead. “Taylor. Don’t.”

  “Tell me or I’ll leave,” I warn.

  Kidding! I’m not leaving until I’ve had some food. But he doesn’t have to know that.

  “Because I loved the way you looked the first day we met, I could never get that image off my mind, even when I wanted to.”

  This admission seems to cause more harm than good, as panic takes over my heart.

  He never stopped thinking about me, and I never stopped thinking about him.

  “Then look at me,” I say and he stops and his eyes take mine in surprise, and his want is visible as he gazes at me with much admiration, pleasure and desire from my head to my toe and his eyes sparkle like I have not been standing in his presence the last three minutes.

  “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”

  “That’s all I want to hear. Now we can eat,” I say, this time grinning widely at my skilful scheme.