When A Bully Falls In Love by Valerie Sax (ereader for comics TXT) 📗

“Ahhh... I left my phone on the couch.” I slapped my head for getting too excited and everything.

“Do you want me to get it?” Matt turned.

“Nope, I will go.” I passed him my bag and ran upstairs, looking for my phone.

I looked here and there on the couch; threw the cushion.

“Where did I keep it?” I scratched my head in stress.

Suddenly, two muscular arms slid around my waist as I felt a jerk on my back.

“Hey.” he pinned his chin on my shoulder as he pulled my hair to one side.

“Hey,” I whispered.

“I am looking for my phone,” I purred, looking here and there.

He scratched his beard on my cheeks.

“Ow... you scratched me.” I rubbed my cheeks.

“You are so delicate and naughty....” he whispered while I looked here and there.

“There it is.” I pulled myself to grab the phone from the corner of the couch. He pulled me back, and I hit his chest with my nose.

“Oww...,” I glared at him and rubbed my nose. He pecked a soft kiss on my cheeks and nose.

“Is it ok?” he whispered.

“Let me go.” I tried to walk away, but he tightened his grip and pulled me close.

“Promise me you will come back,” he added.

“Ok,” I agreed as I left his grip. With a devilish smile, I walked towards the door and answered him.

“I will call your special friend.”

I tried to run from him, but the knob was stuck, and I found myself between the door and Xander.

Fuck, I was stuck.

He pulled me towards him as he grabbed my back and neck to a perfect angel to suck my lips passionately. My eyes widened with this sudden act, and his eyes were closed to pursue the kiss. I tried to resist, but his grip was so tight on me I had to surrender. He bit my lips to show his dominance over me. It felt like he was punishing me for my words. I pushed him as I was out of breath; my lips were burning with the present action.

“Are you going to call her?” he gruffed as he nibbled his lips over my ears. I panted.

“Beast,” I snorted, pulling myself with a blushed face.

“You made me,” he answered immediately. I walked out, glaring at him.

“I want you,” he murmured while closing the door.

I rolled my eyes as I agreed to come back.

Even though I snarled at him with my pretend anger, I loved, I loved how he made me feel, his dominance over me. I brushed my lips with my finger pad to feel his lips on mine.

“What took you so long?” Matt questioned.

“Nothing, it was under the couch,” I lied.

I lied to my friend; he looked at me with a questionable look.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, just the weather... I don’t like this weather.”

I lied, but why something was changing inside me when I was with him? He is not the one I was supposed to fall for, but he was becoming the one I was craving for.