The Bad boy's Obsession
He replied with a hint of smirk on his lips, it was like he was mocking me, I didn't like his tone.
As I backed up, my heel caught the edge of the rug, but his hand was quick enough to move to the wall beside my head, but he didn't even touch me, I was just in between him and the wall.
"Anika Cruz, do you believe in fate?" he asked.
"Honestly, I do believe in fate," he whispered quietly.
"I believe in possession. I believe in taking whatever the world owes me, no matter what it takes. And I believe you’re mine."