Vanessa's POVI was definitely hungry for food, but the hunger I felt for him, on another level. It was almost as if I was practicing self hate, because tell me why I took to the stairs, and I walked into his room after him, shutting the door.He just gracefully sat on his bed like he knew I was going to drop everything I was doing to come meet him.“How may I help you?” He asked, cocking a brow, his stare seemingly unwelcome but his Adams apple bobbing saying something else.I was tempted to sit on his lap, but I stood rooted to the ground, right by the door. All of a sudden, I didn't feel safe. What he did to me last night, I hadn't fully recovered. I shouldn't be alone in a room with him right now.Did I pay heed to my own thoughts? Absolutely not. I left the door, and I stood in front of him, our eyes clashing heavily, intense and nasty.He grabbed me by my waist immediately, pressing his face to my core right through my clothes, and my breath got stuck in my throat as I threw my
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