MINE
Steady and confident steps were what Zheme took up the stairs, hands in his pockets and a lopsided smirk laying mischievously at the left corner of his lips.
Its been a whole of thirty minutes since Lexie entered the bathroom and like she promised, she didn't return.
That girl was testing him, playing with his control as if it was a marble and challenging him as if they were in a damn fighting ring. If he could just maliciously slap her, then god knows he would, but a promise is a promise and he'd make sure to keep his til the end.
Reaching the door to his bedroom, he twisted the knob and with ease pulled it open.
His eyes darted around the room, finding not a trace of Lexie and his nose not a stench of her scent. But his ears collected the sound of running water from the direction of the bathroom which told him that she was still in there.