Emily's heart raced as she looked into Julian's eyes, his gaze burning with an intensity she had never seen before. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her body responding to the raw desire in his eyes. It was as if he was a different person, someone she didn't know, someone who was dangerous and unpredictable.
"Julian, what's going on?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You're scaring me."
But Julian didn't respond, his eyes never leaving hers. He took a step closer, his movements slow and deliberate. Emily felt her breath catch in her throat, her body trembling with anticipation. She knew she should be afraid, but she couldn't help the way she felt. She was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.
As Julian's hands reached out to grasp her arms, his fingers digging deep into her skin, Emily felt a surge of fear. "Julian, please," she whispered, trying to pull away. "You're hurting me."
But Julian's grip only tightened, his eyes flashing with a fierce intensity. He pulled her closer, his mouth crashing down on hers in a kiss that was both passionate and painful. Emily felt her lips bruising under the pressure, her body straining against his grasp.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the kiss was over. Julian pulled back, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity.
"Emily," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I need you."Emily hearing this, her eyes widened could it be what I'm thinking
Emily felt a shiver run down her spine. Something was wrong, very wrong. And she knew she had to get away from Julian, before it was too late.