His fingers pressed against the wall, caging me in his arms like I was some cornered prey.
A chill crept up my spine, and I instinctively shrunk back. When I looked up, I met his sharp, dark eyes—focused and intense. His handsome face was tight, like a storm about to hit.
I blinked. Yeah, no doubt—he got chewed out. For some reason, that made me a little nervous. "Class is over? Great, let’s go then."
I turned, trying to sidestep him. He immediately blocked the other side with his other hand.
In the blink of an eye, he had me completely trapped. My heart skipped a beat as I glared at him. "What do you want?"
His face, usually so calm and refined, was as cold as his voice when he finally spoke.
"What do I want? Isn’t this exactly what you dreamed of?"
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