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❝ I have seen your scars,
and kissed your crime.❞

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
“So they linger”

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FEELING HEIGHTENED by his close awareness, I felt my body melding into his divine touch, static. His hand  has found the small of my back and he was pulling me down with him, my knuckles paled with such intensity as I pulled his shirt. Capturing my mouth in a claiming kiss that was blinding me, he was hungry and needy. His tongue dipped inside, and I felt myself being pulled more tightly against him. His fingers fetching down the zipper of my dress, his hands were demanding then his mouth was fire and then I realized this was wrong.

He was kissing me—and I was just letting him?

Panting I rip my mouth away from his, my hand that hold his shirt let go sliding down to my sides as with widening eyes and rigged breath I tear away from him, without even the slightest hint a desire to linger.

I should run, but I was frozen and I shouldn't do this. But why is my heart racing— my heart strangling because it's in my throat trying to escape from my mouth. I swallow hard the temperature in the room is rising, or may it was just me.

“Y... you do not..t..touch me,” pointing an accusing finger at him, I stuttered. I glanced up him and for some reason, I'm confronted and heated by his steady gaze. His eyes are light with some wicked thought.

“Because you're afraid to say you still want me?”

He says, quickly then smirks and I have the uncanny feeling that's he's laughing at me.

“I have a boyfriend.”

My eyes averted and took further steps away from him, he raises his brows at me,  a cool gleam in his eyes.

Confident in his strides he approached me. My finger nails bit into my palms Stupid, Stupid. I should have never come here, never. His eyes never unlocking mine, as he leaned over me. The edge of his hip pressed to mine, his chest sliding against mine. Shifting against my body, I felt his nose glide against me in a barely-there touch that scent trills of shooting sensation over every inch of my skin.

Then his hand came up towards my face and I flinched, preparing for anything but they settled cupping my jaw, my eyes squinted and opened wide. This was because his touch was gentle even freaked me out, it could not be denied but it was warm.

           “You are doing it again, angel face I know you want me. You want this,” he murmured, except it was more of drawl.

Heading towards my breasts, he tugged my nipple between his teeth through the thin red cloth, that hang low down my body. I drew in a breath delighted in the mix of pleasure and fear.

Sucking into the manly scent of his, I summoned the strength to push my palms firmly against his chest.

Taehyung’s eyes fixed at me. The man fisted his hands, closing his eyes as if I was a badomen and would disappear if didn't look at me.

Sudden it as his eyes opened and could see the fire building in them but then he drew back abruptly, and suddenly I was able to breathe again. Eyes fixed at me as he walked across the room.

“I do not want you, Taehyung you never had my heart," I breathed, and mustered all my remaining courage to say,“It belongs to someone else. Someone I could actually love.”

             “That man of yours what's his name even Ezra—”

I didn't even let him finish, and within half a minute I was back on him, my hands clutched his collar as with no fear I looked into his eyes,“You are not going to do anything to him,” my teeth clenched, as my eyes glowed at him.

“Now that I've seen you this worried about him, I may even want to,” he says his sensual lips curled in amusement as he leans down, his mouth zapping at my earlobe,“A bullet through his head, imagine his blood spilling down forming a pool—”

My blood runs cold, my breath shuddering. I gaze at him unable to express myself.

Silence.

I duck my head down, I couldn't do anything all my momentary fear dawned on me and realisation hit me like a boulder, as I stood immobile. I was shaken, because I knew this was Taehyung and he was no ordinary man; killing was his forte.

“Now that we're at an understanding, how about we get down to business, Paris,” his voice his low and he's gazing at me concentrating hard.

“How could you find me—” I was lost, I didn't get why was I being this vulnerable but at this moment I was utterly simply just lost.

The world was spinning and I was too floating with it. The worst of, worst fears swallowed me whole as I stood my knees bending, against the couch.

        “I never lost you, Paris. I never could,” he says, simply and suddenly all I could feel was warmth spreading all through me, building a acceleration of warn blood to kiss the skin around my cheeks.

But then his words burned into my ears, and then I realized what he was saying. He couldn't mean that he knew where I was all along and yet he stayed and waited for what?

“You will stay away from, away from Ezra. I don't care what you want and why did use my own friend against me but leave her. I'm telling you Taehyung, if you harm the people I care about I will end you.”

A year ago I wouldn't have believed that I would have threaten Taehyung like this, but right now all I could see was red. Blood and didn't care if it was his or mine, all that matters was to let him know that I wasn't weak.

        “Peolple to care for I wonder,” my gaze flicker at his words and for the first time in my life I didn't feel weak any longer, because I had people who care for me, whom I care for and he was all alone.

Alone and, his armour might be of gold but he was still alone. He was weak.

TO BE CONTINUED

Author’s note

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