The coldness radiating from the room couldn’t match the fire that burned through her body. Her hands trembled on her knees as she crawled back frantically. Fire burned through her as she lifted her head to glance at rage filled blue-eyed man. The six-foot-plus man was hovering over her like a wild animal like she was prey with no escape route.
She swallowed the huge lump in her throat, her heart was pounding hard threatening to rip out of her ribcage every time she spent in his room. She rubbed her temple breathing heavily as she lowered her gaze to his knees.
“I… I.” Her words trailed off. Sorry doesn’t feel right in this situation and her on her knee with her mouth on his cock felt absurd as well. She didn’t know what to do, sweat prickled down her spine as she stared at the floor scared. What had she done for god sake? What was she thinking when she was putting the salt in his coffee?
“Jasira!” He boomed and she jerked up. Venom seeped out of his voice reminding her that she had little time to give an excuse or else she would drop dead.
She doesn’t have anything to say. This was a moment of regret. If only she could freeze time and reprimand her actions but ifs won’t help her at this moment.
Told’ya, we are in trouble. The mini voice came up again and the urge to curse out loud at her was very huge. She bite her bottom lip hard to prevent her from saying nonsense that would put her in more trouble. Her hazel eyes drooped with regret. The world was crumbling around her and her inner was breaking down when she caught a glimpse of his eyes. Her throat went dry, thirsty for mercy. His blue eyes were bloodshot, they were dark and empty. Void of any emotions.
Her eyes traced down to his hand and she froze, she felt a knot forming in her stomach, a sickening feeling of dread overwhelming her. No, he was not going to kill her right? She started breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling quickly in panic.
Alejandro tilt his lips to a side enjoying her worries, he haven’t even done anything for her, and yet she already looked miserable. He clasped his hand around the gun, perfect timing, no excuse but he couldn’t just kill her with a bullet when he wanted her to suffer more than anything.
He smirked and smoldered his eyes around her, “I want nothing more than to fire a bullet into your brain right now.” He stroke his chin like he was thinking enjoying Jasira who was visibly shaking on her knees. Too bad, there would be no fun in that.”
He strode heavily towards her and stopped after a few steps, he crouched down a bit tilting her chin up, He could hear her heart. How it slammed loudly in her chest, begging for his mercy. A light sly smirk came to his face. Two can play a game. He chuckled darkly before he straightened up. He took some steps back.
“Come here.” He ordered lowly and slowly his voice dripping with icy swords.
His command resounded through her head, and even when she wanted to disobey him she found herself standing up against her wish, she was walking towards him when her brain shouted at her to stop. Which kind of force does his voice have on her? It was as if she was under a spell.
She couldn’t control herself until she was standing before him with a few inches between them. Her eyes were everywhere except his face, the butterflies resume flying in her stomach, their sharp wings grazed through her stomach cutting every intestine she had to pieces making her bleed internally.
Alejandro grabbed her wrist suddenly and slammed her body to his within the blink of an eye. She gasped in fear writhing out of his hold but he pressed her chest closer to his. He could smell a faint jasmine scent and a tiny chocolate. They are different yet they mixed so well. Her wild heartbeats sound so faintly to his ear but he could feel it very well against his hard torso.
He tipped her chin up so she could stare at his bloodshot eyeball. Her eyes dilate and they gloomed with fear and sadness.
He wasn’t moved by that and they make his heart twitch_ in happiness.
“How should I punish you, baby girl?” His voice came out calm but the venom was clear in it which made her body tingle.
Jasira’s eyes flicked with shock at his question, she searched for his eyes whether he was rendering mercy for her but it was full of darkness. He was messing with her and she saw that he enjoyed her being miserable. “I.. i.” The rest of the words flowed out of her head like every word have been done when she needed them most. Why can’t she formulate one single sentence for god sake, especially at a crucial moment like this?
“You refused to open up about why you add salt to my coffee and the punishment you deserve.” He tsked rubbing her chin with more force than usual.
He dragged her to his side, holding her firmly against his body before he bent down and picked up the half-filled mug.
“Drink.” He ordered out coldly and Jasira’s eyes bulge out. Her eyes shone with fear as she tried to escape his grasp but he held her tightly in place.
“It won’t be funny if I repeat myself, baby girl.” His voice was soft and calm yet his eyes were blazing with fire.
Jasira hated herself this moment, hated her stupid decision. She closed her eyes briefly before reaching out for the cup with a trembling hand.
“Good girl.” He twisted his lips up while nodding, he watched her with keen interest as the cup reached the tip of her lips and she glanced at him for mercy.
“Drink it all.” He added and Jasira trembled with tears brimming her eyes. She was trapped in the cobwebs she made herself.
The coffee burned on her tongue, she gaggled as she swallowed it. Another sip was like she was drinking her urine. Salty sugary motherfucking coffee made her nauseous.
She shut her eyes tightly and gulped it all at one gulp and immediately tried to flee away but the cold arm kept her in place.
“Please.” She begged desperately with teary-eyed while gaggling but Alejandro grinned wickedly. “You prepare it so you should be able to drink it.”
“And you better fucking calm down and stopped writhing in my arm!” His voice interjected into her brain like a sharp sword and her body went calm like she was being possessed. She stayed glued to him letting the poison she prepared to destroy her intestine.
Her stomach churned and bile rose to her throat. She clasped her lips shut pushing the liquid back to her throat until she started gaggling and jerking beside him. He turned her swiftly to his front to leave her but the coffee had already spit out of her mouth, everything. Her eyes went closed as she kept gaggling and jerking up and down. A small relieved sigh left her mouth as she snapped her eyes open.
The relief washed out of her system immediately her eyes were clear, and she froze with her lips ajar as she stared at him with teary eyes. She freaking puked on Alejandro’s chest. His all-buttoned shirt was full of brownish foul-smelling liquid.
She clasped her hand over her mouth moving out of his loosened grips. He was not blinking, he was not moving. He stayed like a statue breathing like a fire dragon. His eyes were very bloodshot and bulging out of their socket.
His eyes were like a volcano while he glared at her like an angry phoenix.
Jasira gasped. This time, a gasp of fear, of death not of mock.
“I.. i it’s… I… don’t… it’s not.” She couldn’t fathom a correct sentence. Her brain screamed at her that she should run but her body remained fixed on the floor.
Run! Jasira run! Run out of here! For your dear life. The tiny voice yelled desperately but still she stood there, jaw hanging. Eyes watered with tears.
Instead of her turning away and running for her dear life, she walked to him like she was being possessed.
As she placed her hand on his ruined shirt, popping out the first button, second button and he remained unmoved, only glaring at her like she had grown horns as he wondered what the fuck she was doing.
Her trembling hand worked on the fourth. The rotten salty smell hit her. She gagged and bile rose to her throat once again but this time she had control over herself.
There are thousands of things she thought she won’t ever do in her life, riding a waterslide, playing with a clown, and unbuttoning the devil’s ruined shirt topped it all.
At this moment she knew she had used up all the tiniest luck she had left. Everything was used up and if he pulled a bullet to her skull now. He wasn’t to be blamed. She was to be condemned and since she was going to die anyway, she didn’t mind doing every taboo thing now.
She popped the last button and glanced up to look at him but her eyes met his chest instead. Her eyes popped out, shining brightly in admiration, and astonishment, and her jaw hung open in the air with bewilderment.
She had been so caught up in the gorgeous sight that she forgot the trouble she was in earlier. His chest was broad. So big yet beautiful. His skin was beautifully tanned. And his abs toned after each other, with his tight stomach that lead to his large V. He freaking had a V, his body was the one you gained from working out and the one you gained from doing mini sport.
That was least of her surprise. He has an enormous black-inked tattoo that covered up his right chest to his forearm. It was exactly like her favorite wrestler. Roman Reign, just that his tattoo was more beautiful than Roman’s.
She had forgotten her dilemma and was drunk in gawking at his body until a hard smack on her forehead jolted her back to life.
The spell swiped over her face immediately and she was back staring at the furious-phoenix man again.
His chest heaved up and down fastly. He was breathing so fast and so loud. Ready to burst into burning flames that would burn Jasira to pieces.
Her brain went black. Words left her mouth except for the nine words.
“Don’t kill me, I will do anything you want.”