《Possession》10. Isabelle
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Isabelle stared stunned at him as he threw her fake beard on the floor, followed by her moustache as she stood there numb.
As soon as she saw his hand moving towards her cap, she pushed hard on his chest and tried to run for the door but he was fast as he caught her arm and the next thing she was slammed back on the wall as she winced in pain from the impact of his harshness.
She didn't even get the time to breathe when he pulled her cap away from her head as he threw it on the floor, making her wet long black hairs cascade down her back.
He couldn'y fucking belive it. He knew it! When he saw her running down the corridor in dirty clothes, he just followed her to annoy the janitor but this is a fucking surprise for him.
She gasped at his doings as anger surged in her form. Without thinking twice she raised her hand to slap him but his hawk-like grey eyes noticed her movement before her actions, as he held her wrist in a death grip and then slammed it back on the wall roughly making her hiss out in pain.
"Don't ever think about it princess!" He hissed at her face making tears to form at the back of her eyes but she bit in her cheek to control her tears.
"Let go of me!" She yelled loudly in her feminine voice, making his eyes widened. He knew that voice all too well. And now come to think of it, she has the same height as the woman, who was roaming on his head for the past two months.
The girl he kissed in the restroom of that restaurant. How could he forget that electrifying kiss. That kiss still racked his mind till now. He still remembers the taste of her lips.
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Strawberries!
This girl whom he thought was a new janitor has the same voice. What if?
Without thinking twice his lips landed on hers making her eyes widened.
Isabelle froze and when she felt his body almost touching hers, she came back to her senses; she scratched his jaw with her nails as tears blurred her vision. This bastard had the audacity to forcefully kiss her.
Why was every freaking guy kissing her?
She jolted in her place when his tongue licked her lips and she dug her nails in his flesh making him hiss as he moved back.
"Fuck!" He cussed as he rubbed his jaw where she just drew blood out with her nails. He couldn't believe his luck. Fuck! This is the same girl from the restaurant. The same girl who hit him on the crotch and made his nose bloody with that knee stunt.
A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he couldn't believe the fate. Damn! He got an angel, right in his hold.
"How could you?" Isabelle beseeched as she wiped her lips with her free hand. It was just a peck but how could he stoop so low!
His free hand caressed her cheek making her flinch back from his touch as it'll burn her alive.
"What a surprising little thing you are?" He mused as his heightened body made her small form look smaller and it gave him a dominant aura around him.
"Let go of me!" She demanded with a clenched jaw, trying to stop her tears.
"Why should I?" He mused, making her look away from his cold grey eyes. The way his eyes looked at her. It scared her to no end.
When she didn't answer him and continued to get her wrist out of his hold, his temper flared but he controlled himself.
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"What's your name princess?" Isabelle didn't answer as she was adamant on getting her wrist free and the next thing her jaw was taken in a steel like grip as he made her look at him. His fingers dig in her cheeks making her lips pucker out.
Isabelle glared back at his narrowed eyes as she harshly pushed his hand away from her chin, hurting herself in the process and that was the last line of his patience which she crossed.
He slammed his free hand on the wall, just beside her head, making her whole body flinch as she shrieked.
Her head down as she thought, he would slap her but he was angry way too angry.
He took a step closer, just an inch difference between their bodies. As he ducked his face down a little to her level making her cower back as she wished to disappear behind the wall.
"What's your name princess?" He asked her again but this time threateningly as he cupped her chin again, tugging her face up to meet his eyes.
Emerald against icy grey!
Her lips trembled and her chin quivered. Her small button nose was all red from the tip, making her look exquisite with those doe-like emerald eyes and those long thick black lashes that adorned her eyes. Her plump red lips trembled.
Her lips parted ever so slowly, still quivering. "I-Isabelle." She stuttered as she casted her eyes down, not being able to look him in the eyes.
"Isabelle." He tasted the name on his lips and it rolled out perfectly as he looked at her amused.
"That's a beautiful name belle." He mused near her face, making her close her eyes tightly and he smirked. She looked like a scared dove in his closeness and he loved every bit of it.
"L-leave me!" She stuttered with trembling lips as he sensually rubbed his thumb on her lower plump lip making her to intake a sharp breath as next second, she hid her lips in her mouth.
He let out a low chuckle at her tactics. This girl is really something else.
"Why should I?" He asked amused, making her emerald large eyes shoot up to him as she glared at him making him want to smile at her bravery.
"Because I said so!" She said a little angrily, making him narrow his eyes.
His closeness was making her scared out of her wits.
"Don't use that tone on me belle!" He warned, making her clench her jaw.
The way he used that nickname for her, made chills run down her spine.
Why out of all the people in this university, he has to find out her truth?
Just why?
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