Battle line drawn

Valentina’s P.O.V

Ethan’s lips left mine, and a moan of disappointment escaped my lips, I struggled to catch my breath and I felt tears prickle in my eyes. This was the very first time, someone had held me so passionately, even if the kiss was from someone that I hated so much.

While his lips were on mine, I didn’t feel any hatred from him, but I was still unable to call it love.

I felt the clouds, I felt the butterflies, I felt everything Clarissa talked about and somehow, I wanted more, I wanted him to kiss me some more. I loved the warmth that was between us for that short while, I craved the sense of completion that kissing him gave me.

The feeling of having someone, and the comfort that comes with that sense of ownership, except for the fact that Ethan could never belong to me.

I stood there in a daze and in the aftermath of the sensation that traveled all over my body, I was lost in the forest of those green eyes that bore into mine intently…This was the second time, but I was