You can't tell what is going on in other's mind...

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What are you doing Amanda?

Huh?

No! You can't let him fool you once again!

His hot breath was all over in my face, humming with the temptress of me and the power of his body is piercing through my soul when he nibbled my bottom lip with his soft silk lips.
His hands encircled me in his chest tugging at my waist.

He was waiting; waiting for me to open my mouth so that he can ravish me with his kiss.

My stomach has weird tingling anticipation, and my knees were weak.

He licked my bottom lip and did everything to do so that I can let him control me.

But I didn't let him take over control and tried to push him. Though, it was very hard for me to do, as he has caged me in his power; in his arms between the wall and a well-defined Chest.

But I didn't want to be chained, and better than that I didn't want to make a fool of myself ahead of him.

This time I didn't let my hormones win over my pride.

And again with so much determination and force, I pushed him finally.

"Damn!" he whispered, through his dark stormy eyes which were ready to do cross every path at that moment.

Though I wanted to walk away and never look back to him, what came from my mouth was? " you bastard! " and what even worse is? It came as a shaky breath.

"Do not ever kiss me like that!" he confirmed coldly while making me shudder through his eyes.

But what he wants to say that? I didn't even let him take control of me, he was just kissing my lips in which no tongues were involved.

Let's forget about that! He said- do not ever kiss me like that. it means he is insulting you

How can he just stand there normally? When I'm here panting like a panther. And how can he look so cool after ravishing my mouth like he hadn't kissed me? Like I was in a nightmare that would swallow me whole If I couldn't stop thinking about it. And how can he smirk like that as he doesn't care about anything as he just wanted to prove or to state something?

He opened his mouth, maybe I will get my answers now, and maybe everything will get clear then.

"You should have thanked me after all I gave you your first kiss," his smirk was dilating his face in some suspicious manner. His eyebrows were slightly crooked; knitted together as he was scrutinizing me under his rebellious gaze.

It's like he wanted to say something else, but eventually, he did what he always does breaks my heart in the end.
No matter what he says, no matter whatever situation we are in. He does what he wanted to do.

I shouldn't be here with him in the night where clouds were pouring water on us. I shouldn't be here with him where he can control me.

I should be moving from here, but why my feet are not moving? Why I'm still staggered here like a brick in the wall.

And above all, he wants me to answer his question.

Cole? You want me to answer your question that- I should have thanked you after all you gave me your first kiss!

But how can I tell you that- this is not the first time you have kissed me.

And the most painful thing a girl can ever have is- her first kiss is just delusional, It is like a whisper which has haunted me in the nights which have kept my heart In aching pain.

You must want an answer which has satisfy your pride but trusts me I'm not going to have it like this.
I won't give you the answer to what you are looking for!

"This is not my first kiss," I stated clear meeting his hard-headed gaze.

Yep. This is not my first kiss. This is the truth. Well, at least this is the half-truth. and I also know that a half-truth can be more toxic than a lie, but rather than a lie half-truth is also gives something to hold on to.

And he? He looked puzzled as he was trying to solve some mystery with his gaze.

He looked into my eyes just plainly looked, as he wanted me to say something more. And then he added, "you know! This is exactly what I am talking about. You can't even handle a kiss and you are going to become a playgirl! Just back out from it already." his jaw was clenched when he shakes my shoulders to make his words more impactful.

Oh god! What does this guy think of himself? "Leave me alone," I jerked his hands from my shoulders and tried to run away from there.

"All those boys are not good for you they are players! They will take advantage of you,"

Seriously Cole? You are saying this when you are one of those. And since when you started caring about me? I know you are doing this because you must have a hidden agenda. Besides, no one is even interested In me then why they will do this? They won't even give a shit about me, and he is talking about taking my advantage. I think he has lost his brain.

"Oh look who is talking? The player himself talking shit about how bad it is what other boys do. If it is that much worse then why you do it? Why are you like them? Tell me!"

In a minute pain has crossed across his eyes. So what? He had enough of his stupidity. He needs to listen to this what he is saying. He can't always make contradiction statements where he does the same things, but when it comes to a confrontation he acts like those things are worse.

His eyes which were showing the emotion of pain now are turned into black like a hole that would swallow everything

"So you believed everything you heard. Huh?" his voice came as a fragile bone ravishing my hurtful storm.

What does he mean by that? Did he. Did he? "So you trying to say is...." he took hold of my left hand and put his finger on my lips, "shhhhh! I'm not saying anything. I just want you to back out." his voice was smooth, and he pleads like a child who has no idea what is he saying.

Don't trust him that much easier. He may be here standing with you, but in his mind or his heart, he is something else. Do not let him make you fool. "Ok! I'll back out from it," I whispered.

He looked relaxed for a second, the concern he had on his face was gone. And once again smirk has taken its place in his beautiful chiselled face under the stormy clouds gaze.

Are you mad?

Don't you have any self-esteem?

You are doing that mistake again.

He is just playing with you so that h can win and make you lose ahead of the school.

"Only If you tell me. why?"

I need to ask him. Why? All of this? If he didn't want me to do this then why in the first place he suggested it! Why in the first place did he make that bet? And why is he here?

Why is he showing concern for me? And why is he acting as he knows me more than I know myself?

"I-I..." he just shuttered, besides that no sound came from his throat. And at that moment he looked lost. Maybe he was asking himself the same question that's what is he doing here? And for whom? In a flash, his eyes again met with mine. and I understood at that moment what he was thinking- he has no clue about being here.

I guess I got my answer now. There is no reason for me to stay here as I wanted to be here.

He let go of my hand as he realized what is he doing here with someone like me. You know this is perfect timing for me to start crying, but my tears are not worth it. My tears are not worth healing the pain in this situation when the pain is given by him.

I started to walk away. Droplets of water were still pouring upon me. Maybe the clouds are sad more than me. The thunder sound made me jump in my tracks, and little did I know I was going to hear a yell or an order to comply.

"Get in the car!" what is the need of him ordering me? Why can't he just mind his own business? it's not like that I'm going to die just because of some rain.

I just need to ignore him. And setting my chin high. I decided to ignore him.
"Get in the car Amanda, or I will carry you myself. The choice is yours!"

And my idea to ignore him get easily flopped! Well. He can easily carry in a bare of seconds and if he wants he will also dump me like a speck of dirt in his car, besides if you didn't move your ass from here you will get cold, and maybe just maybe You will die from cold.

And that will be the stupidest thing to die for. I'd rather die while fighting. So before he comes near you to carry you, you need to get in his car as fast as possible.

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I was in the back seat. And there was silence, every time he tried to make eye contact in the rearview I avoided his gaze.

I decided one thing. And that is to not talk to him again. He is seriously not worth my attention.
The car has rolled up its speed and it is halted to stop.
Little did I know he had taken me to my house.

Oh crap!

I've made a pact with myself to not talk to him again, but I think that is about to break.

Ughhhh! Why this person has to come into my life? He already knows what situation I've with my mother. But again he did what he wants to do as always makes my life trouble.
And I've to talk to him. Again! "Why are we here?" I asked, irritatedly.

And the cocky triumphed smirk was back on his face. "You need to go and ask her that thing which you wanted to ask because she will be going for a month for her work."

What? But hey wait a second. How did he know all about this? And what I wanted to ask from her?

"How do you? in-"

"Oh please don't ask me how do I know. I'm Sherlock Holmes and your mother is a lawyer." my mother being a lawyer, and him being an heir of Maxwell corporations tells me clearly how does he know.

But I want to ask her? What exactly I want to ask her? And wait for a second I'm not going to do anything or more than that ask her any question.

"Hahaha. Are you joking, right?" I tried to lighten up the situation in which my mood was getting worse.

"Do I look like I am joking?" he intrigued by his serious tone.

Just think about these things- You are strong, and there is raining outside. You can't handle his presence after what he did to you. And the most important thing your mother will be gone for a month. You can't see her for a month. All the things she did, but in the end, she is my mother and she will always be.

And the world's most important thing is- you need to know about your father. Yes. You need to know it now.

"Well, my mother's presence is still better than you," I muttered and opened the car door.

I started to walk towards my house which looks foreign to me. It had changed from that time.

But his voice stopped me where was I. As I jerked my face in his direction.

"And I'm telling you last time to back out from that thing!" his voice invaded my thoughts. Why is he so dominant about this? Why can't he just let go?

Isn't he challenging you?

My inner voice mocked me. Did he challenge me to do it? After all this time It happens to be a challenge.

"Are you challenging me?" I asked, while sceptically rousing my eyebrows.

"I am just telling you to not do that!" he stated clear with his clenched jaw.

"Tell me why is this all happening and I'll listen to you," I stated clear while putting my hands around my waist.

But he didn't reply, he just avoided eye contact with me.

"Listen. I will do what I wanted to do, and you are not going to stop me." I barked. And ran to the stairs of the house to ring the bell.

"Then let's see how you are going to do it." and in just a second he was gone with his car.

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