I turn and lunge for the door.
My fingers barely graze the lock before his hand closes around my wrist and yanks me back.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Away from you..!"
He spins me around and pushes me backward, I stumble into his desk, catching myself on the edge.
Before I can move, he's there, caging me in with his body.
"You felt like slapping me?" His voice is rough, edged with something that makes my pulse spike. "Fine. But actions have consequences, Runze."
His hands grip my thighs and lift me onto the desk.
"Wait..!"
His mouth crashes into mine, swallowing whatever I was about to say.
The kiss is brutal, aggressive, nothing held back.
I grip the edge of the desk, knuckles white, trying to anchor myself against the onslaught.
His hands spread my thighs wider, stepping fully between them, and I feel how hard he is through his pants.
A growl rumbles through his chest..raw, possessive, and his hands yank my shirt open.
