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His presence fills the air all around us, imprinting himself in every pore of my body so that I can only feel him. He stops once again and I am forced to look at him, his scent, his damn addictive scent surrounds me while his blue eyes hold me captive, refusing to let me go. I should be afraid of the danger that I still sense but I am not, infact I am embracing it. " Will you now stay away from Adrian?" He drawls. " Nop, I am not planning to..I like him, so no, I won't be staying away from him" " Is that so?"

An overwhelming fear made her push him away. "No! I won't have sex with you!” Her tears flowed like rain, she backed away in fear and her fingers clutched her trembling lips. He got crazy! Did he use the baby to force her body to stay by his side? Harry was crazy! She would never let her baby become a tool to help him satisfy this crazy thought. Her frightened appearance was always a pain in Harry's heart. Like a wild beast, he came closer and hugged her tightly in his arms. He shouted:

Mia The taste of him lingered on my lips long after the kiss ended. Bourbon. Darkness. Power. Every time Harry touched me, it rewired something inside me something that couldn’t go back to being untouched. I stood, breathless, needing space. But space wasn’t something he allowed easily. “You keep saying you're dangerous,” I said quietly, not turning to face him. “But you’re the only one I feel safe with.” Behind me, I heard the subtle shift of leather as he leaned back in his chair.

I fought the rising panic in my chest, feigning a smile and acting as natural as I could as the man’s cadaverous, vacant eyes fell on me and raked over my body. (She’s a hot one) “She be better one”. My eyes fell on his bulky muscles which shook as he spoke. This man was capable of knocking me out with just one slap. Imagine if he had caught me videoing him, the thought of what he would have done to me made me shiver. I don’t miss the way Ben’s grip tightened around me as the scary man's eyes roamed over my body. This was all Lola's fault. I shouldn’t have worn this dress. This man’s eyes on me were making me sick.

Her own breathing hitched when she felt his hot breathing grazing against her earlobe. "Is my Seraphina afraid of me?" Her soul quivered in fright hearing that extremely hoarse voice whispering those words in her ear. She pressed herself more against the wall so that his naked body didn't touch her naked skin. A slow chuckle escaped from his mouth by watching her trying to avoid their skin contact. "So you don't want me to touch you?" She neither dared to open her eyes nor her sealed lips, to answer him because she could sense the deadly havoc lacing in his extremely calm voice.

He frowns as if trying to figure it out. “Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Can I hold your hand?” He repeats his question. He might not know why he’s feeling bothered but it seems pretty obvious to me. Harry is an Incubus and like most Incubi he is a pretty physically affectionate person. But since he’s been so focussed on me, and I’ve been keeping him at a distance for the most part, he’s probably a bit touch starved. Still, I don’t think I can do it. There’s been entirely too much touching lately and I still don’t feel like I’ve totally shaken off his magic from earlier. I mean I can feel it pretty much every time he’s around me, but it’s so much more powerful when he’s touching me. I don’t want

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Rose stared into his eyes silently as he placed his trembling hand on her cheek caressing it softly. "Don't do this. Don't leave me." He whispered making her shake her head. "Can't you see Harry what we are?" Harry said nothing just stare at her as she licked her lips gulping down. "Can't you see how much damage we have done to each other? How can you expect us to be happy with each other when seeing my face will make you remember all the painful destruction I did in the past. Can't you see your mere presence scares me? I can't be near you without suspecting that you must be planning something to hurt me. Your mere touch trembles me thinking that in a second you will hurt me again."

“I have been going crazy thinking about you wearing that thing all day. Tell me you are okay. Be honest with me. No hiding.” “I am terrified,” I whispered. I pressed my forehead against his chest and breathed him in. His scent was the only thing that still felt safe. “Every time I move I feel like he is watching me. Like he already knows I swapped it. Like he is just waiting for me to make one mistake so he can destroy everything.”