Desire

We reached home at night; the moon was crescent, but its beauty was so captivating. The SUV came to a smooth stop before the engine was killed. No one said a thing, we all stepped out of the vehicle.

Mark and Cassie headed for the other mansion in the compound while Zach and I walked toward the Villa.

My heart raced and I could not help but silently pray that he would forget that I had tricked him into driving back home. But that was only a fantasy because, from the hard look plastered on his face, I knew he was just waiting for us to get inside so he could snap at me.

When we were in the huge house and the doors were closed, he gestured that we head to his room. I followed obediently. When we reached there, he walked in the last, closed and locked the door.

He ran his hand through his wavy dark hair as he stared at me, a tight frown clinging to his lips. “Don’t you ever do that sh*t to me that you pulled today, Rue,” He began.

Before I could even speak, he continued, “You manipula