I would break my heart in two, just to fix you.
ELENA’S POV:
His mom’s driver, Patrick, took us from the hospital. He’s a bald headed man, with a stern features on his face, and a muscular body. Mike instructed him to drop me first to my father’s house. When we get near to my father’s gate, I grabbed my bag and laptop, ready to climb down. Patrick stopped in front of my father’s gate. My hand was ready to open the door, until Michael grabbed my hair and pulls me against him. His lips brush mine. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I gasped into his mouth, and my eyes widen because Patrick was still with us inside the car. Our foreheads touching. Dear god, I couldn’t fight against the thoughts that were going through me. His very smell was flooding my se
