His Lovely Obsession novel Chapter 47

The door was flung open and an angry Nick came into view. His steps are like a panther's. Slow but threatening.

"N-Nick.." she nervously uttered.

She is stepping back without removing her eyes from him. She mumbled a sound of hopelessness when she felt the closet door on her back. She hugged herself as if to protect herself.

His nostrils are flaring as he moves forward.

"I-I'm sorry.. N-Nick....I'm really sorry." Her lips quivered as she tried not to cry.

What happened is inexcusable. His ego was badly bruised . He looks wrathful which is really scary.

"I-I d-didn't mean that to happen.... I am very sorry.." Her voice sounded so small.

He kicked his jeans which are on his path without removing his angry eyes on her. When he was just a few inches away, she just closed her eyes and turned her head to the left. She is holding her breath as he gets nearer. She swallowed when she felt his warm breath on the side of her face and neck. He is breathing heavily.

(Nick)

He ran his eyes on the smooth skin of the side of her face then down her neck. She is really bewitching. She doesn't have an idea how he feels about her. He wants to possess her body and soul. He now realized that he is obsessed with her. He has been doing crazy things because he is jealous of himself and he also has been repeatedly making mistakes because he can't control his emotions. If he admitted to himself from the beginning that he liked her at first sight and made an effort to know the real her, then they wouldn't be in this situation. Now he is all fucked up because of this stupid mess that he himself created.

But by any means I will make her want and love me as Nick!- He promised himself.

He took hold of her hands and raised them above her head. He pinned them with his own . She opened her eyes and turned her head. She raised her face to look at him. Their foreheads are almost touching.

"S-sorry..." she repeated in a very small voice.

He's breathing shallowly and his mouth is set in a grim line. "What the fuck don't you like about me?" he asked menacingly.

(Stacey)

His breath smells of alcohol which strangely enough, she finds very pleasant.

"LOOK AT ME!" he ordered.

She was taken aback by his question and she lowered her eyes.

Slowly she raised them again and she was about to say something but his lips landed on hers. He is kissing her as if to punish her at the same time to rouse her sexual desire. She wants her tongue to battle with his but she can't hardly keep up with his. Nick seems to want to devour her mouth whole by the way his tongue moves. He is kissing her like mad. She also wants to touch him but her hands are confined by his so she moaned in frustration.

Then all of a sudden, he cut the kiss. He is now looking at her almost swollen lips while breathing raggedly.

With his mouth barely opening, he asked, "Now answer me! Why don't you like me?!"

She swallowed. What will she say?

"Answer me or I swear I will do something that I will probably regret!"

To her surprise, he released her wrists and put a little distance between them.

"Speak up!" he commanded again.

She moistened her lips and she sighed heavily as she put her hands together to play with her fingers. She lowered her stare.

"I want to see your eyes!"

She raised them again to meet his.

"We don't match." she simply said.

With a heavy frown, he cursed.

"And what the fuck do you mean by that??!"