Breaking Rules

I was humming while drawing. I glanced at him from time to time. I saw him bite his lips trying to suppress something on his lips. He smirked and looked at me.

“Are you trying to draw me?” and I could almost throw my sketchpad at him when he said that.

I looked away in fear and embarrassment. Can’t he be drawn? I sighed in fear in my chest. Look, at what you have done. Fortunately, my sketching is done. The only thing I need is to detail some parts. I hid my face in my sketch and I heard him click his tongue. I leaned against the car window as the sketchpad rested on my face.

I was so drowsy that I didn’t realize I fell asleep. I woke up when someone is caressing my cheeks softly, I opened my eyes to see a pair of hawk gray eyes. They were looking at me with unknown emotions. Suddenly, he leaned on me. He bit my lips which made me push him immediately. Azazel smirked at me before pulling away completely.

“Get up, we’re already here.” I rolled my eyes and a sea welcomed my eyes.

I was amazed at the beauty I have seen. I looked at Azazel and my forehead creased when I saw him looking at me seriously. I just averted my eyes from him for fear that he might do something to me again.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

We got out of the car but entered a large house. I smiled when I saw what was inside the house. It was all white, and my hands are trying to stop themselves from painting the white walls. My eyes travel the whole place. The living room is large, I even saw the complete set of living room furniture there. The opposite is a huge TV, there are Xboxes and other things.

I was amazed at the beauty and simplicity of the house. I didn’t expect that he has this kind of home. Far from what I think of him. It is undeniable that when you see him, it is obvious that he is from a wealthy family. And that’s because of his surname too, Galdevero is known for being an old-money family in Alta Sociedad. And I know that even if I don’t explore this whole house, his things here are expensive.

But I almost jump in shock when I felt someone hold the side of my waist. I was pinned by myself on where I am standing. His hot breathing is already fanning my ear. I swallowed my saliva by the sudden nervousness I feel.

“You like it?” I opened my mouth the way he said it. His tone felt so sensual.

“W-Wha-a-at?”

“My rest house, baby.”

I swallowed before nodding softly at him. His lips landed on my neck.

“N-No!” I stopped him. 

“I’m not starting yet,” he said before I was confronted by him. He stared me straight into my eyes. I backed away from him, but every time that I will step backward, he will step forward.

I raised one hand to point to him. “A-Aza-z-zel d-don’t c-come n-nea-ar m-me-e.”

He stopped, I thought he would do what I said but I was wrong. He paused for a moment before walking closer to me again. Until I just felt something hard and cold on my back. It was a wall, I saw how he licked his lips. I tried to run away but he cornered me between his arms.

I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to meet his already burning gaze on me. I feel his hot body on mine. I could almost feel how hot it was. He crushed my body between him and the wall. I clutched his polo in fear. My breathing became unstable.

I could feel his head lowering to my neck. He sniffed it like a mad man. And it creeps me out. Until his lips touched my skin. I pushed him but he quickly caught my wrist. I don’t want to be a slave to him. I don’t want what happened in the library to happen again. I don’t want to let him do whatever he wants to me again. Because it’s wrong.

However, I’m just a girl, too weak to fight him. He pinned my pulse on the wall, towering over me.

He looked at me with his gray eyes. The way he stared at me was something. One of his hands held my wrist while one of his free hands was already on my neck and caressing it gently.

“Don’t make me strangle your neck in a very bad way,” he dangerously said before pulling away from me.

I inhaled some air since I had been holding my breath for a while.

My hands fist into a ball.

“You want to paint the walls?” he changes the subject. I looked at Azazel. His face was serious so I could not answer him right away.

His gaze deepened on me as I stared at him for a long time. I remembered what he had said earlier so I immediately nodded to him.

“Y-Yeah.”

“Go ahead, you can do whatever you want.”

He told me coldly. I was just surprised when he left me there for a while and when he came back he was already carrying bags. And when I looked at it, it was full of art materials.

I parted my lips at him, he was looking at me seriously. There was no smile or even a grin on his lips. I just averted my eyes. With permission from him. I started painting, I started on the side of the door. Then I felt Azazel sitting beside me, he was holding his phone while taking a picture of me. I was even surprised at what he did. He’s really a moody one. He sat properly when I looked at him.

He was seriously swiping on his phone. He looked at me when he saw me staring at him. I quickly averted my gaze and continued painting. I bit my lips when I felt my hands shaking.

I swallowed as I can feel his heavy stares at me. I bit my lip in embarrassment.

“Stop biting your lips. I might suck it out of you.”

I let go of my paintbrush at what he said. W-What the…