" You're mine, Eira. And only mine. "
I can't help but show a reacting to his words.
And before I even know it, my eyes resemble like saucers as what he says echoes in my head one more time.
Your mine Eira, and only mine.
Different emotions welled up in you, hearing his words.
A disturbing feeling bubbles the pit of my stomach as I stare into his serious, yet gentle gaze.
A mixture of horror and faint hesitation brewed together to create my next actions.
He's intimidating me. Even though I know I should feel this way, something about the way he claims that I belong go him sounds..Psychotic.
He caresses my cheek ever so gently, eyes trailing from my nose, stopping at my lips before the meet my eyes again.
As to what Mark had explained further to me. I understand that I'm his
