Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (read e books online free .txt) 📗

"I really don't deserve you." He whispered caressing her cheek making her blink her eyes.

"How can I get so lucky? Just how?" He questioned not her but instead himself as he gazed into her eyes.

Hazel's lips parted when he started leaning closer to her face. Something in his eyes was different. She couldn't move. She couldn't blink. She couldn't think straight. It was almost like she was hypnotized by his eyes.

And without her noticing his lips touched hers. Everything around them froze only thing they were focused on was each other's eyes. Unconsciously the sensation over her lips made her close her eyes followed by Cyrus closing his eyes as well.

But all of her trance broke when he moved his lips against hers. Her eyes snapped open in shock retreating back. Cyrus opened his eyes as well finding her scooting away from him startled like she was shocked at what happened.

Her wide eyes started in his soft ones for a second before she stood up and ran inside the bathroom closing the door and leaning her back against it. She slowly placed her hand over her racing heart shaking her head.

"What was that?" She whispered to herself before walking near the mirror.

Slowly raising her hand she touched her lips using the tips of her fingers. "Why did I let him do that?" She whispered once again to herself.

Something about that moment didn't make her disgusted. But at the same time, it didn't feel right as well. What was wrong with her? Wasn't she supposed to stop him as soon as he started leaning closer? His eyes asked for her permission for a proper time but after she didn't budge must have made him think she wanted it.

But she indeed wanted it right? If not then why didn't she stop him right away? She ruffled her hair shaking her head. "I am going crazy too seems like." She mumbled to herself before looking at the mirror.

She stared at her reflection in silence for a minute before she again placed her hand over her chest clutching her dress. She didn't stop him. Doesn't it mean that--

"Do I have started to like him?" She whispered in shock. But as soon as she said those words she shook her head.

"No! I will never like him!" She said in a clear tone shaking her head continuously.

" I can never like him! That kiss meant nothing. It wasn't meant to happen and it wouldn't happen again. I don't like him and will never no matter what!" Assuring herself she nodded her head before opening the tap of water.

She splashed the water over her face a few times before shaking off every kind of thought that wanted to push her to think about him. After a few minutes of settling her mindset, she walked out finding him sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap.

She blinked in surprise. Why does he seem so relaxed right now? He looked up at her and smiled at her. Not his usual teasing smirk or the malicious one which could show that he was angry at her for running away instead he smiled at her. A pure and genuine one.

"You took quite a time there." He said turning his attention towards his laptop screen.

"Go to sleep sweetheart. I have something important to deal with. It will take time." He said making her nod her head.

She walked towards the bed and laid down on it covering herself with the blanket. He closed the lights only keeping his laptop on. Hazel's back was facing him as she stared at the wall in front of her with a sour face. Why does his behavior of being ignorant toward the kiss affect her? She should be happy that he didn't remind her of that mistake. Right?

Shaking her head she closed her eyes. "Hazel." She snapped her eyes open once again rapidly turning to him.

"Yes." She questioned ready to hear his teasing but instead, he told her something else.

"Be ready tomorrow at 1 pm I will pick you up. We have to go somewhere important." He informed her still working on the laptop. She stared at him with a frown.

"But where?" She asked.

"Somewhere. Now sleep it's late." She pursued her lips in distaste before turning her back on him covering her half face with the blanket. She knew if he doesn't want to tell her about it no matter how many times she will ask him he wouldn't. A grade stubborn man!

Just when she fell asleep Cyrus raised his eyes from his laptop staring at her asleep figure. He sighed closing his laptop and walking near her laid frame. Taking a seat beside her on the bed he slowly raised his hand to touch her cheek but stopped midway.

Staring at her with sad eyes he mumbled. "I don't deserve you. I really don't deserve you. You're too precious. I finally accept it I just don't deserve you no matter what I just don't." Clutching his hand into a fist he pulled it back not touching her.

Savoring this moment with his eyes he stood up nodding his head. Taking his phone out he dialed Creed's number who picked it up right away.

"Is everything alright boss?" His sleepy voice entered Cyrus's ears who hummed in response.

"Is everything ready?" He asked.

"Yes, boss. As per your instructions, everything is ready." Cyrus stared at the blurry window for a second before gulping down.

"I want you to do something for me Creed." Creed frowned hearing Cyrus's voice. He sounded so down.

"Yes, boss?" Cyrus licked his lips keeping a stone over his heart he told Creed what he wanted him to do making him shocked as well.

"Boss are you ok? I mean are you sure?" Cyrus chuckled.

"Do as I say Creed. Good night." With that, he hung up the call not wanting to answer him.

He placed the phone on the table before touching his chest. A deep frown appeared over his forehead as he shook his head.

"What's wrong with me?" He whispered gently tapping his chest with his fist.

"Why does it hurt so damn much?" With a heavy sigh, he questioned himself but as usual.