Achilles looked at me with a sinister look. Rolling back his eyes as he sighed deeply, I knew that he's irritated by my push.
And that's hella attractive. Every fucking way he is, he's an ultimate flirt but he's gorgeous as hell. I'm not going to lie.
He stepped towards my direction all over again with a stare, his thirst lips remarked with lust turns into a smirk.
I stepped backward, I knew I can run somewhere if I wanted to but my feet were stuck, don't know what to do with the way he just keep on coming close to me.
Just when he's about to put his hand inside of my shirt, a ringtone from his phone gaggle on. Disturbing him to what he's about to do, he gave out a deep sighed.
"Fucking hell!"
He groaned as he stepped towards the mini cabinet beside his bed and I watched him.
Still the door is locked and he's the only one who can open it. I stand upon the door's end and watched him.
