Chapter Nine

BRANDON

When Kimberly tried to touch me yesterday, my whole body froze,I wanted it,I wanted her to touch me,I wanted her soft hand on my cheek, but she didn't,she didn't and I hated it.

The fact that I caught her staring and she didn't entertain the idea to pretend she wasn't really caught me by surprise.

The thing with me is that I'm very good at keeping my poker face, I developed the habit when I was just eleven years old. Some people called me unfeeling,some detached, some heartless because well,when I set my mind on something or someone, I do get them one way or the other, whether I use manipulation or force.

When I want something,I don't stop until it's mine and as of now that something or rather someone is Kimberly. Ever since I laid my eyes on her in that cafeteria, I wanted her for myself, and then that fucker introduced her as his girlfriend then I needed her for myself and lastly I fucking touched her,smelled her natural scent,tasted her skin and now I'm beginning to have an