He bent a little crawling on the bed and the" girl gasped in shock, dragging herself towards the other edge of the bed. The man instantly held her legs and pulled her closer to his body, and was now hovering on top of her.
"Woahh! Jackson! What is wrong with you?" He looked at the drunk man, who was glaring at her directly in her eyes.
"Why were you flirting with those men?" He spoke in a soft yet firm tone.
"Flirting? I was not flirting! It is called having fun Jackson. What is your problem?" She planted her hands on his chest trying to push him away, but the man did not even budge a little.
"My problem is that I love you and want you all by myself…. And I hate it when you are emotionless with me… but with others you are completely normal." The man took a deep breath coming close to her face.
