Chapter 20: Inpure Obsession?
As Azalea walked towards the bicycle racks, eager to leave the school and head home, she was taken aback to find Hunter leaning against the wall nearby. His intense gaze bore into her, filled with desire and a hint of mischief, causing her heart to skip a beat.
A small smirk played on Hunter's lips, adding to his undeniable charm and magnetism. Despite herself, Azalea couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction towards him as she took in his handsome features and confident demeanor.
At that moment, Hunter looked absolutely sexy and hot, and Azalea found herself unable to tear her gaze away from him. There was something undeniably alluring about him, something that drew her in like a moth to a flame.
As they locked eyes, a spark of electricity passed between them, igniting a fire that neither of them could ignore.
Although they hadn't shared a single conversation until now, the sudden eye contacts between them had spoken volumes. Slowly, Hunter walked towards her, each step deliberate and filled with purpose. He stopped just inches away from Azalea and leaned forward, his gaze never leaving hers.
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
Azalea, is it? *smoothly*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*swallows, trying to steady her racing heart*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Yes, that's right!ย
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*replies, her voice barely above a whisper*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
I've noticed you around, *eyes glitters with interest*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
. . . .you seem different~ *smirks*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Different how? *cheeks heated up as she manages to ask with hesitation*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
Intriguing! *accepts with warm eyes*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
There's something about you that I can't quite put my finger on. *stares intensely*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*flustered* *gulps*
With that, he straightened up, giving her one last lingering look before turning and walking away, leaving Azalea standing there with her heart pounding and her mind reeling from their brief but unforgettable encounter.
Back at home, Azalea exchanged a few brief greetings with her family before quickly retreating to her room. As soon as she shut the door behind her, she leaned against it, her heart still racing from the encounter with Hunter.
She crossed the room and sank onto her bed, replaying the moment in her mindโthe way his voice had sounded so close, the intensity in his eyes, the smirk that made her weak in the knees. Every detail of their interaction had left her feeling exhilarated and flustered.
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
I can't believe that just happened. *whispers, pressing her hand on her chest*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Why does he affect me so much? *shaky breathe*
Azalea's thoughts raced as she tried to make sense of the emotions swirling inside her. She had never felt this way before, and the sudden, powerful attraction she felt towards Hunter was both thrilling and confusing.
She stood up and paced the room, trying to shake off the lingering effects of their encounter.
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Get a grip, Azalea! It's just a guy. . .a very attractive, intense guy.
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*pats her cheeks*
Taking a deep breath, she sat back down and tried to focus on something else, but no matter how hard she tried, her mind kept drifting back to Hunter. She knew that seeing him again would be inevitable, and the thought both excited and terrified her.
Hunter stood in his room, a dim light illuminating the space as he gazed at the canvas in front of him. His eyes traced the lines and curves he had meticulously drawn, bringing to life the image of Azalea. She was smiling, a look of innocence and beauty that seemed almost ethereal.
A menacing smile crept onto his lips as he admired his work. The drawing captured her essence perfectly, down to the smallest detailโthe way her hair fell, the brightness in her eyes, the gentle curve of her lips.
He took a step back, crossing his arms over his chest, feeling a surge of satisfaction and possessiveness.
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
Azalea~
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
*the name rolling off his tongue with a mix of reverence and desire*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
You're mine, even if you don't know it yet! *eyes sparkles with desire and madness*
Hunter's eyes darkened as he thought about their brief encounter earlier. He had seen the way she reacted to him, the nervousness, the attraction. It was a reaction he knew he could manipulate, mold to his advantage.
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
She can't avoid me forever. . . *traces his finger on the portrait*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
And when she finally gives in, she'll realize she belongs to me.
His gaze lingered on the drawing for a moment longer before he turned away, his mind already plotting their next encounter. The thrill of the chase excited him, and the idea of Azalea becoming an integral part of his life consumed his thoughts.
Hunter knew that he had to be patient, to play his cards right. But he also knew that, eventually, Azalea would be his, and nothing and no one would stand in his way.
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