It came as a complete surprise to see him so soon. It's hard for me to believe that out of all the people I'll run into inside the Alforque Manor, my ex-fiancé Matteo will be one of them. I just can't believe it.“Matteo?” and I even accidentally said it out loud.It's impossible for me to be mistaken about him because he's Matteo. The features of his face, including his eyes, lips, and nose, are intrinsically him. The only difference is that he now has tanned skin and messy long hair that is shoulder-length or longer and is tied in a half-ponytail behind his head. The fact that he even has a few braids is relatively odd.Does Matteo look like this before? When we first met, he didn't look anything like that, and it's all I can think about now. He has a whiter complexion than I do, which contributes to the fact that he is paler than me. He also has a neater haircut. And yes, he doesn’t have any brusque physique. Additionally, the Matteo that I am familiar with is not the type to str
I mustered up all of the strength I could and pushed him off of me as quickly as I could in that very instant. The audacity of him to say that right in front of my very face.Due to the fact that he is such a pervert, I am beginning to suspect that he is not the same Matteo that I am familiar with.Matteo is a totally different person from this other guy. I knew that Matteo would never treat a woman, much less a stranger, in such a manner, even though he chose to reject me as his mate. Although it might not make sense at first glance, this man actually possesses more of a dominant quality than meets the eye. It's almost as if, by the way he looks at me, he's trying to convey to me that he wants to possess me. It is rather unsettling that the only thing I want to do right now is run away and get away from here. Because of this, I immediately begin searching for a location from which I can flee the situation. It just so happened that I saw the window, which was cracked open only a lit
I scream my head off because I'm terrified that he will either touch me or behave in a manner that is so repugnant that I can hardly imagine it.On the other hand, the events that followed were something I had not even remotely anticipated. The man merely drew himself back and laughed at me in response. He made it sound as if to ridicule me even more.He laughs and says, "You are one loud mouse!" His eyes had reverted to the warm golden brown color, which is reminiscent of the gemstone topaz. Even though I can't say for sure, I think that color of his eyes would be way better over the terrifying crimson hues that I saw earlier.After mustering up the bravery to voice my disapproval of what he had just said, I felt an immediate urge to reverse the horrifying momentum I had been experiencing up until that point. “Did you just call me a mouse?” I instantly asked which sounded more like a protest. “What else would enter my house without getting invited? A mouse, right?”“So now you’re i
I knew this man was up to no good! Not only did he yank me around like some kind of object as he threw me into his bed almost as if I were a pillow, but he even dared to come nearly naked in front of my eyes as he jumped over me after taking off his pants and leaving just his boxers. “What do you think you’re doing?” For the sake of whatever scheme he may have had in mind, I panicked. He said, "Just be quiet!" in a hushed but very authoritative voice. The way in which his eyes look at mine from such a close distance causes my heartbeat to quicken and makes me feel tense. I'm so terrified, but despite my anxiety, I still tried to fight for my freedom so that I could get away from him. And since it's possible that he just couldn't take any more of my revolting actions, he swiftly grabbed both of my wrists and pressed them against my sides while he leaned forward and brought his face closer to me in order for him to freely seize my mouth. Without any consideration for me whatsoever
I had to immediately stand up to match his height, despite the fact that he was a significant amount taller than I was. As soon as our gazes connected, I firmly informed him, "I have nothing to explain to you." which he promptly responded to by saying, "Then I don't think I should really just freely let you go." Hearing that causes my lower jaw to drop and my mouth to make a shape that is reminiscent of the letter 'O.' By making those insulting comments toward me, he is attempting to gauge how easily I will lose my cool. I can't shake the feeling that he's playing a joke on me here, even though he does make some good points. I can't sit here and let him bother me incessantly like this. Because of this, I need to come up with a more compelling argument to convince him to let me go so that I can escape. I was caught off guard and made the snap decision to speak to him while pointing my index finger directly at his face and saying, “You—you don't know who I am. Therefore, you had b
This Mr. creep-of-a-fellow assists me in exiting the room, and then he walks with me to the next room, which is where an extension leading to the backyard garden is waiting. If my memory serves me right, I believe that this is the room where I had to get ready to look fabulous for the supposedly unforgettable engagement party that Matteo and I are throwing. However, due to those set-ups, which I don't think are Chelsie's sole responsibility, things didn't go so well between us in the end. I have this nagging feeling that someone else is the mastermind behind everything that's been going on. I'm not sure who it is. It's possible that the person whom I last recalled, who betrayed me near the cliff, is connected in some way to that other person. Regrettably, I am unable to conjure up a clear image of that person’s face in my mind because it is so hazy. When I first walked into the room, despite the fact that the atmosphere and appearance of the room are completely different from what
He is such a demonic man! This creep is even more repulsive looking than my ex-boyfriend Matteo. Not only did they both have features that were similar to one another, but they were also both malevolent people. How is it that he could have tricked me into going to this window when he was aware that there was ongoing construction nearby and that I would most certainly fall into this?He didn't even bother pausing for a moment to consider what to do next; instead, he's just staring at me. What a heartless person he is to treat me in such a manner. Even though I am a stranger who has just freely entered this manor and may have even wandered into what he considers to be his own room by accident, I do not believe that it is acceptable for him to treat me in such a disrespectful manner..I am still a woman who is unable to stand for very long periods of time while hanging from this scaffolding because both of my arms are bruised. Even from this vantage point, I could make out some of th
No. He is not a vampire. The fact that he is warm and has a heart that I can plainly hear beating right now is further evidence that he is not a nefarious nosferatu, as vampires typically have fangs, and the fact that he does not have fangs proves it even more. I can almost feel that my hands are already swelling due to the pressure that his mouth is leaving me with as he continues to leisurely suck more of my blood from my fresh wound. This is happening as he continues to do so. This could conceivably also imply that I have already lost an excessive amount of blood. This frenzy is causing me to become addicted, which is causing me to become mixed up with dizziness and the overpowering scent of his masculinity, both of which are engulfing me. It has rendered me so completely numb that I am unable to make even the slightest movement to struggle against his hold on me. Once more, he was successful in positioning himself on top of me for the second time. His entire body is so large t