Do you hate it?she whispered
He stood inches away, his dark eyes locked onto hers, unreadable, unshaken.
Her fingers traced the edge of her jaw before tilting her face up. "hate?" he echoed, his voice a low growl.
"You think I hate something that’s mine?"
Before she could step back, before she could even breathe, his lips pressed against the soft skin of her right cheek- against the mark she had spent years trying to hide.
"Why"(she said , her heart pounded)
His grip tightened on her waist, pulling her closer. "Because when I want something…"he murmured against her skin, "I take it."
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