She Belongs to the Mafia King (Normani Parker) novel Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

I didn't bother leaving the room the next day. I stayed coiled up in bed, trying hard to avoid Sin after what happened yesterday. I was thankful to Zoey for bringing me breakfast and some books to read.

I finally got tired of lying in bed. Zoey brought some clothes for me this morning. So what better way to unwind than with a hot shower? I pulled off my pyjamas and walked into the bathroom.

After feeling refreshed and relaxed, I wrapped a towel around my body. I stepped out and walked towards the bed, where I put on my new pair of pyjamas. Just when I was about to unwrap the towel, a very familiar, cold, deep voice made me shriek, and I abruptly turned around to face the intruder. My blue eyes were met with piercing dark eyes. I quickly wrapped my hands around my body as I started to tremble under his gaze.

"Impressed," he said in a rough, husky tone as his eyes travelled down and settled on my legs. He was leaning against the wall beside the door. His eyes remained fixed on my legs. He was wearing a black shirt which was unbuttoned and a black trouser. His shirt didn't help to hide his strong muscles. That didn't stop the fact that I felt so naked under his gaze and wanted nothing more than to be swallowed by the ground.

" W... what are you doing here?" My voice barely a whisper, and I trembled in fear.

He didn't answer; it was like he wasn't even listening. He started taking slow but dangerous steps towards me, his eyes traveling up from my legs. My trembling legs started to move backwards until I hit the wall. Sin stopped right in front of me, just an inch away. His eyes rested on my chest, which was covered by the towel still wrapped around me.

His eyes were dark and calm as they ranked all over my body before settling on my face. I knew it was wrong, but my body started feeling so warm under his heated gaze and I felt tingling all over my body and desire started to pool between my legs. I squeezed my thighs together and my little movement didn't go unnoticed by him. His eyes became darker than ever, his lips curled up to one side, showing a sexy devilish smirk. He was so close to me that I could feel his hot breath and my nose was hit with his strong, alluring cologne.

" I haven't even touched you yet and you seem to be turned on already, little temptress," he said in a hu*sky tone, making me feel things I never felt before.

" In your dreams." I refused to give him that satisfaction, and the smirk on his face was completely wiped out, replaced by a dark, blank expression.

He raised one of his arms towards my face as he ever so slowly tugged some wet strain behind my ear. I flinched at his touch, making him tilt his head as he saw my reaction.

"You don't need to lie, little temptress; you may not want me, but your body says otherwise," he said, his voice full of arrogance, as if he knew exactly what he was doing to me.

I couldn't help but feel things down there, but I wasn't planning on admitting that to him.

" It's never going to happen, I will never want you," I screamed out.