62. Never Meant To Be

Alina's Pov

I resisted his hold, trying to push him off of me. But that man was made of rock. Like seriously, the skin beneath his suit was rock. It didn't budge an inch.

Who does he think he is pushing and cornering me everywhere, trying to assert dominance? This needs to stop. Like right now. “You need to stop!” I really didn't want to make a scene here standing literally in the building’s parking lot. But then, I was thankful that at least we were alone. I would hate it if anyone sees me with him and gets ideas. “I'm not a child you can push around and scold, Theodore!”

I saw his eyes softening, but the slight tick in his jaw was still there. His right hand cupped my cheek and I looked baffled at what he was trying to do. His thumb ran soothing circles on my skin, making me shudder under his hot hold.

“Alina, please. Tell me what should I do to fix everything? Huh, tell me? Slap me, punch me, fucking stab me if that helps extinguish the fire in your heart for me. But please my lov