Desire

“You think too highly of yourself, Mr. Allen. I already informed you that you don’t affect me.” Anthea mustered all the confidence she had in herself before replying to him. Suddenly the music changed, and a slow and sensual song began to play in the background. Anthea mentally groaned at the bad timing.

“Really? Let's see if I can prove you wrong or not.” Rayan replied arrogantly, a devilish smirk playing on the corner of his lips while one of his hands slipped on her bare back. Anthea shuddered when his cold hand touched her warm skin. She shot him a sharp glare, warning him not to cross any lines.

“Don’t you dare try something funny just because we are in the crowd, Rayan?” The words slipped out of her mouth as she tried to untangle her hands from his neck. The way his hand remained firmly on her back was making her feel a familiar tingling sensation. He stared at her with an amused smile before his eyes shifted to her lips. A look of sudden hunger flashed in his eyes, making Ant