Nora's POV
His fingers lightly traced the edge of my jaw before dropping to my neck. “You’ve been disobedient, my little corpse,” he whispered softly, his fingers curling around my neck as he breathed against my ear, voice dark. “I'm going to teach you manners.”
His hand wrapped around my waist, pressing my body against his. I gasped, his fingers holding my neck, forcing me to look at him.
His dark blue eyes pierced into me. “Why? Why do you always run?”
My heart throbbed against my chest as he leaned closer, the distance between us disappearing slowly. His eyes shifted from mine, resting on my lips as a mere inch separated us.
I swallowed hard, my brain a juggle of mess as I thought of how to escape his grasp. Without warning, he pressed his lips against mine fiercely, his hand gr
