First-Person POV Romance Web Novels & Arrogant Second Chance Stories

“You know something, little rabbit?” Theron muttered darkly, as he neared me. “I want you.” My breath hitched in my throat because in a way I knew it was true. There was meaning behind those cold silver eyes that watched me intently every time. “You can’t want me,” I whispered, backing into the desk. “I’m your—” “My brother’s girlfriend?” He finished for me; his upper lips curved into a smirk. “Isn’t that the same boyfriend you’re crying over, right now?” Hurriedly, I wiped my tears. “He cheated on you, didn’t he?” He asked mockingly. His eyes were wicked, the kind that watch something die and feel nothing. “It’s none of your business,” I hissed, shoving past him. “A pretty little thing like you shouldn’t waste tears on garbage like my brother.” I froze when his voice came again. I felt a cold shudder run down my spine as I gripped the door tightly. “I can help you,” Heavy footsteps rattling behind me as he stepped closer. I froze, Theron is bad news, everyone knows it, no one talks to him—I know I should leave, but I couldn’t. Interested in his offer, I turned back slightly. “How?” The words were barely a whisper as they escaped my lips. “Use me.” He leaned in my face. "Hurt him back by using me." **** What do you think Theron would want in exchange for his help?