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Chapter 9 Unscrupulous Emotions.

(Elijah's POV)

I watched her, lying there unconscious, and for a moment, I allowed myself to take her in. Her petite body, so delicate, looked like it could break under the slightest pressure, and yet she had been strong enough to stand against me.

That alone pissed me off. I wanted to hate everything about her, to despise the way her dark hair framed her face and fell in waves around her shoulders, but I couldn't. It drove me insane. My heart throbbed to look at the direction of her.

Her rejection, the way she resisted me, infuriated me more than anything. But as much as I hated her audacity, I couldn't deny how stunning she was. Those blue eyes—when they weren't glaring at me—were like shards of ice, cutting and beautiful. But when she glared, even though I hated her resistance, I was unable to resist them — the fire in her eyes.

It was as if every part of her was designed to push me to the edge, to make me want her more. I had never felt like this. This was the first time I felt. F
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