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Amelia's pov

His words. They shouldn't be affecting me this much. With my breath snagged and my pulse racing I remain completely still, scared that I will fall into his trap once more.

"What are you talking about Raiden," I gripped the mop hard, my fingers shaky. He's too close. Way too close. Let go. Let go. Tell him to let go.

He chuckled low and it sent shivers down my spine like a lick of fire. "For someone who's tough and bold, are you about to play the dumb card right now?" He press closer. "You know what I mean Amelia. You know I want you."

A sharp gasp escaped my lips and the mop in my hold drops to the floor with a loud smack. "That kiss earlier has haunted my thoughts ever since. I want more and more."

I swallowed hard, my heart thrumming against my chest. I don't understand why he's affecting me this much when I still hate him for what he did. He's a bad person. An asshole.

Step away Amelia. He's bad news like Foster had warned.

I don't know how but I found enough power to m