"I need you to stop struggling," I heard Cris said.
"But, I don't like when you are too close to me," I yelled as I struggled more.
A while ago, we went in the beach house. Nobody was in the beach house except me and Cris.
I was basically in Cris's arms and he was holding me in his arms and was going near the guest room.
"I said let go of me, i***t!" I yelled as I hit his chest lightly. "I am better now."
"Yeah, right," Cris said as he rolled his eyes. "I bet if I let go of you, you will faint right in the hallway of the house."
"Shut up, Cris! Just let go of me," I yelled as I struggled more.
"I still don't know how you know my name," Cris said as he opened the guest room door and went in the guest room.
I ignored Cris as he brought me near the bed and made me sat on the bed. I still had the mask on. I was going to get off the bed when Cris held my arms.
"Don't think of escaping, sweetheart," Cris said as he pulled out his neck tye and held my wrist softly and tied my wrist with his neck tye and then tied the neck tye with the bed.
"Hey!" I yelled as I struggled.
"Shhh, I need to look at your wounds," Cris said.
"And how are you going to do that?" I asked. I knew that if Cris had to see my wounds, he needed to remove my outfit and I wouldn't let him do that.
"Hm?" Cris though for a while, etc and then went to the washroom and came out of the washroom with a scissor and a fast aid box.
"What are you going to do with the scissor?" I asked Cris.
Cris smirked as he sat beside me and leaned closer to me.
"What . . ." I looked at Cris and slowly I could feel my heart race a bit.
"Oh my, I didn't realize that I can do that to you," Cris smirked as he leaned more close.
Our noses were like millimeters close and I could feel my near bearing more fast. "What?" I asked.
"That . . ." Cris slowly said as he started to trace his finger on my upper chest where my shirt buttons were. "I can make your heart race . . ." Cris said as he leaned closer to my hair and tugged my hair behind my ear.
I didn't know what to say. My heart never beat like that before and right now . . . Looking at Cris . . . Seamed a bit strange . . . Suddenly, I realized that Cris's fingers were trailing down my shirt's button and I felt myself blushing. "What the heck . . ."
"Shhh . . ." Cris said as he started to unbutton my shirt. "I need to see your wounds."
I couldn't help but the feel sparkle as his finger slolwy touched my skin as he opened my shirt. My heart started to race more as he finished unbuttoning my shirt and I was only wearing a bra and a jeans skinny pant but my top was exposed. I could feel Cris slowly taking off my shirt when I stopped him.
Cris looked at me in confusion.
"Um . . . Don't . . . Um . . ." I didn't know what to tell him.
"I know," Cris said as he smiled which obviously made me feel warthog in my heart. "I know, for a woman like you, dignity matters a lot and I promiss, I will not do any s****l act that will make you uncomfortable," Cris said.
I looked at Cris, stunned.
Of course a lot of boys did harassed me in the past and wanted to be my boyfriend but I never had any boyfriend because I knew that boys only love woman's body, not her. But Cris . . . I have to say, Cris is different. Even though, Cris is near me and nobody is intended he house except us and even though I wrists are tied with his neck tye, he can attack me sexually and do whatever he want but he is not doing anything like that. I knew he did unbutton my shirt but that was too look at my wounds, not to harass me.