His eyes were ice cold. Looking at me so accusing. In my stupidity and being stolen by the moment I realized that I came to warn him about what was about to happen and I left myself forget being so mesmerized by him and his kisses. With no warning, he growled and came near me and grabbed me by my neck pointing me so hard in the wall that I have lost my breath for a few seconds. I could feel that he pushed me up on the wall because I couldn't feel the earth beneath my feet.
I go a squeaky noise that seemed coming from far away. How was so hot and sensual and in a few seconds he turned into this ice-cold statue?
I know for sure my eyes were wide open and I could feel my limps ice-cold of fear. I was too afraid to move or talk or do anything instead of staying under his hand. He was not squ
