The steam from the shower enveloped us, creating an almost surreal cocoon as Mahir pressed me against the glass wall. The relentless cascade of water mingled with our heat, turning the bathroom into a haven of overwhelming sensations. My heart raced, caught between confusion and desire, as Mahir's body pressed against mine. The scent of his cologne mixed with the steamy air, heightening the intensity of the moment.

His hands gripped my waist firmly, his touch both commanding and intimate. I struggled to make sense of his presence, of how he had managed to free himself from the restraints I had so carefully secured. The water splashed over us, soaking through his shirt, which clung to him like a second skin. My fingers twitched, yearning to touch him, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath the drenched fabric.

"How... how did you get free?" I managed to whisper, my voice trembling as I tried to regain my composure. The intensity of his gaze made it hard to focus, his eyes a storm of dark satisfaction..

"Did you really think I wouldn't find a way,love?" His voice was a low murmur, almost lost amidst the rush of the water. "You underestimated me, little fox. I've been watching every move you make. Every plan you've set in motion. You're not the only one who's clever,are you, baby?"

His hand began to caress my wet cheek, his thumb trailing over my lower lip with a tenderness that belied his earlier dominance. The gentle touch contrasted sharply with the strength of his hold, sending a shiver down my spine. My breath hitched as his face came closer, the warmth of his breath mixing with the steam between us.

"But why? Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice barely more than a breath. The proximity, the way his body molded to mine, was both thrilling and terrifying.

He leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "Because you're mine, little fox. Everything you do, every move you make, it's all part of a game. A game I've been orchestrating from the shadows."

I was lost, confused, surprised. I definitely didn't imagine it to turn this way. Does this mean that the man I was obsessed with, has feelings for me as well? Does he not have any problem that I kidnapped him? What does he truly fell? What is this game?

I could feel his lips barely grazing my skin, his breath warm and tantalizing. His hand continued its slow exploration, moving from my cheek to the curve of my neck, trailing downwards with deliberate care. The water ran between us, making his shirt cling even tighter, revealing the defined muscles beneath.

Mahir's smirk widened as he continued to caress my wet skin, his touch sending waves of heat through me. "You wanted control, love. You wanted to be the one in charge, to have me exactly where you wanted. But now, it's my turn to control the game. To show you just how deep my obsession goes."

His hand drifted lower, trailing across my side, the water making his touch even more intense. The feeling of his fingers sliding over my skin was almost unbearable, sending sparks of
sensation through my body. My legs felt weak, my body pressed helplessly against the cold glass..

"Do you see now,baby?" he asked, his voice a seductive whisper. "Do you see how easily you fell into my trap? How you're nothing more than a piece in this intricate game."

I stared at him, my eyes searching his face for answers, for any semblance of the man I had once thought I understood. But all I saw was a twisted version of the man I had obsessed over, a man who now held all the power. His touch was both soothing and tormenting, making it difficult to think clearly, yet so good.

*I wanted this moment to stop. To freeze and stay like this forever. Everything feels so intense, so perfect and wrong all at once.*

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against mine but not quiet. The water continued to pour over us, mixing with the heat of our bodies, making everything feel impossibly close and intense.

"Do you want more, little fox? " He smirked against my lips as he whispered, his voice a dark promise against my lips.

Iknow he was enjoying teasing me. I swallowed hard, the heat and pressure of his body overwhelming. Every fiber of my being was screaming for more, for the connection that seemed just out of reach. The steam and water made everything feel dreamlike, a blurred line between reality and desire.

"Yes," I breathed out, my voice barely more than a whimpher. "I want you."

Mahir's smirk returned, his eyes dancing with a mixture of satisfaction and something darker. His hand continued to explore my body, every touch sending waves of sensation through me. As the water streamed down, the intensity of the moment felt almost unbearable, leaving me both captivated and desperate for what would come next.

He held me close, our bodies pressed together, the steam and water swirling around us. In that charged atmosphere, the world outside seemed to vanish, leaving just the two of us in this cocoon of heat and desire. The game was far from over, and as I looked into his eyes, I knew that this was only the beginning of a much darker and more intense journey.

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Butterflies, look at this. 

Amazing.. Isn't it?
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AN : Did this give you butterflies.. Coz it did to me😂

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