BEWARE. THIS STORY CONTAINS TRIGGERING, SEXUAL AND VIOLENT ACTS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!
I knew he watched me. Hell, I could practically feel the fire burning in his eyes as I swayed around the room to the sensual beat of the music, the slamming of the drums in rhythm with each slow turn of my hips.
"Come here," he spoke with calm resolution, his eyes never leaving my body as I danced.
I ignored him, knowing full well my ass was going to take the fall for disobeying his command. I smiled nonetheless, raising my arms above my head lazily. I squeezed my red locks splayed over my shoulders and down to the middle of my back.
Dancing in front of him was the most thrilling, exotic, and enticing thing. I'd never known I'd feel this good. Well, maybe it was the atmosphere; or the way his gorgeous eyes followed my every move?
I flinched when my hair was roughly pulled back by his rough hands; unlike my own simple squeeze, his was demanding and made to prove a point. He glared down at me as he pulled my hair up, forcing me to stand up on my toes. I whimpered at the pain stabbing along my scalp and quickly reached out to shove his hands away from me.
"When I tell you to do something, you listen," he hissed, his expression flickering. I could tell he was fighting with the demons lurking inside his mind. With furrowed eyebrows he stared down at me for what seemed like hours; and before I could respond, he took what was his. His lips smashed onto mine with a force of a thousand waves. It was a kiss that knocked me off my feet over and over again, powerful and intimidating; yet beautiful and extravagant in its greatness. It sucked me in and pulled me out into darkness, a tidal wave of emotions swallowing me whole.
"Hm," I moaned, ignoring the pain along my scalp and instead focused on his tongue invading my mouth. He didn't just take, no, this man destroyed whatever was in his path.
He was a Heartless.
Me?
You'll find out soon enough.