Possessive drive

Meredith sat in front of her mirror with conflicted thoughts. She was hoping to see Atlas in the ballroom again but he was nowhere to be seen after their little encounter.

She wondered what he was doing at the moment. Was he also lost in thoughts like her? Oh what she would do to have him here right beside him right now.

A sudden, loud whooshing sound startled her out of her minded pacing. Her head whipped toward

the window, where the noise had come from.

Atlas stood in front of her , his hair ruffled and he was wearing black t-shirt, black pants and black gloves with a rope wrapped around his waist. She watched as he untied the rope around his waist.

Meredith couldn't believe he had actually climbed this tall building.

"What the hell? You could have been hurt! What were you thinking? What if someone had seen you?" Meredith stood up, anger and concern glinting in her eyes.

Atlas folded his muscled arms across his broad chest as he leaned casually against the wall. His