Juliet

Like hell I'm his girlfriend! Oliver better get his bloody act together, before he ruins this for us!

Like it's not ruined already. What was I thinking that Oliver might help me to feel better for myself ?

Angry at myself, I started walking down the empty street. The cold air brushed past me leaving me in a trail of goosebumps. But that was not the cause of those goosebumps.

I heard footsteps coming from behind.

The sole hitting the ground making a crunching sound. Oh no. I shouldn't have left.

Now I'm going to be trampled by this stranger or worse raped.I sped my walking only to hear the movement behind increased the pace as well.

Run. Save yourself, Juliet !

So I ran.

I ran till my enough long legs could carry me.

But I guess fate was not in my favour, and thus letting the stranger from behind grasp me by my waist and pulled me towards it.

I hate fate.

And then I smelt it. His intoxicating woodsy smell before which I was in no bound to forget it. Ever.

"Where do you think you are going, Juliet baby ?" his husky voice heated straight at me between my legs.

Hearing those words again, brought back so many pleasurable and painful memories.

He tightened his arm that snaked around my waist. I felt his hard chest behind me. The feeling all too familiar. Unconsciously, I leaned towards him.

"Come let's take you home.We have a lot of punishing to do. Don't we, my sweet Juliet ?"

On hearing that, I straightened and gulped down as I felt this words beginning to sink in.

This is going to be one long night.And to be honest, I don't think I was ready for this yet.

Seven years ago....

Juliet

Like hell I was going to his house. I'm not his bloody whore ! I was still standing where he left me and wandered off. This guy seriously is something.

He has issues.

First he calls me a bitch and then he kisses me and next thing you know I'm holding a crumpled paper of his phone number and address. Who the hell does this guy think he is? I went back to my classes and by the end of the day, I was at ease.

I knew I wouldn't go to his place. From where I come from, I know I'm not that easy. I decided to go around the lane to this little cosy pub which was just around the corner. Maybe it would help me relax from all this stress. I entered the cool dim place and sat on one of the high stool bars.

I ordered just plain old beer and a few peanuts to go with it. I got it from my dad. After a nice comforting day, it's nothing better than but help yourself with a jug full of beer and a few peanuts. That what dad always say. I smile at that memory.

I miss my family. Maybe I should call them in theses few days. I was busy checking out the match which was playing on the small screen television when I heard a stool next to me scratch the floor and someone plopped into it.

"Hello, Juliet." A sexy voice called out.

It didn't take a genius to know who the guy was.

"Owen." I acknowledged him with a little too much distaste. How did he get here ?

"Did you follow me ?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow at him.

His smirk grew wider, confirming my inquiry.

His eyes had a twinkle of mischief knowing that this was going to be bad.

"Didn't want you to break our little deal now do we ?"

I look at him with bewilderment.

"Our deal ? It's was you who wanted me to come to your place. So this was definitely your deal." His smirk was still plastered on his beautiful face.

Maybe if it wasn't beautiful, I would have smacked him. He leaned in closer and whispered.

"But you definitely dig it."

His intensity increased and so did the leaning. Oh god, I would just melt right here.

I need to lean back. Now.

But I guess my body didn't take the orders from my perfect smart brain. I leaned more closer and my eyes fluttered to remain open.

I felt his breath on my lips. Oh god ... What I would do to get the feel of his lips once more.

He was about kiss me when a the bartender smashed my bill on the table. Blinking back from the intensity, I leaned back away and paid my bill.I headed back and started walking on the empty pavement.

I need to leave.

Fast.

But my arm was pulled and I was pressed against a hard body. I looked up to see Owen staring at me with the same intensity.

He whispered into my ear,"Where do you think you are going, Juliet baby ?" His lips made his way to my neck.

" I have - to -- go ---." I stammered.

"Come home with me, baby. I don't think I'm going to allow you go home on your own at such an hour."

His concern did do a number in me.

I smiled up at him and said," I don't think that's necessary. "

I try to pry my arm of him but his grip only tightened its hold.

"Juliet as much I wish I would allow you to wonder away which I will not. I think it's best you come back home with me. "

He put his arm around my waist and pulled me in his embrace.His lips gazing my own. His eyes igniting the same fire that was there in our previous encounter.

"We have a lot of catching up to do."