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Silence greeted for a few seconds after the words left him.

I couldn't take my eyes off whatever was on his face. His expression was so deep and made something inside me vibrate in an unnatural way. There was something in his eyes that wasn't gentleness or something that should be taken from a man who had just confessed his feelings. It's so wild, and consuming. Like he was telling me that he wanted me to be tied to his bed all day, if I could, and would burn everything that stood between me and him. His eyes were full of possessiveness, full of territoriality, full of evil things, and something naughty and sexy.

I squirmed, and was distracted as the vibrations in my heart intensified. I don't know how I can still stand when my knees are so weak, and I don't know how I can forget everything. The terrible things he's done to take me, and his obsession.

It was disturbing, and terrifying, it should have been, but instead I found myself shaking with desire, and my heart burning. I really