Fiona’s POV
Bubblegum by Cigarettes after s*x starts playing.
It’s a haunting melody that fills the hall and the singer croons the lyrics as if making love to the microphone.
Well, I never wanted to be with you
But I think I'm falling, so what can I do?
My savior places his hand on my waist and I smile.
“Thank you for doing this,” I whisper.
Under the mask, I can’t read the expression on his face but I watch as I see his lips tilt.
The smile is wicked. Predatory.
Before I know it, his hand is on my lower back and he pushes me into him. My breasts collide with his chest and I gasp.
Then he guides my arms around his neck, forcing them to stay in that position as one of his arms bands around my waist. I try to move back but he keeps me there, not allowing me even an inch of distance
