Yala’s POV
Charles stared at me so intensely that I couldn’t look away from his eyes. It's like I was hypnotized by them.
We stayed in that posture for a few seconds until his face began to descend toward mine. My heart started to race, and my whole body felt like it was about to collapse. I closed my eyes, not knowing what he was going to do, but I couldn’t disengage from his embrace.
"Still the clumsy Yala Smith, I see." His voice is husky, right next to my ear, and It jolted me back to consciousness.
"What did you think he was going to do?" I asked myself. "He's never liked you, girl."
"I was never clumsy," I lied, knowing he was right. "Now let go of me, Charles. You can't hold me like this," I spoke angrily, trying to free myself.
He raised his lips slightly in an arrogant smi
