As I emerged from my room, I bumped into the last person I needed to see. He was wearing that realm’s version of a black Armani suit with a black undershirt. His hair was spiky, and he wore some cologne that literally took my breath away. “Wow,” he said. He was staring at me with lust-filled eyes that he wasn’t even trying to hide anymore.
“Thank you,” I said, then started to walk away, only for him to grab my hand, stopping me in my tracks and sending this surge of what I could only describe as electricity through my body.
“This is your last chance. Skip tonight and stay with me,” he said in a whisper that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Whatever this pull was, was making me overly attractive to him, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not.
“No,” I said, in what sounded
