Mysterious Beauty

With a swift movement, he pinned her against the wall, his hand holding her waist, and the other clutching her two hands above her head. He stared deeply into her green-blue hazel eyes, then to her red moist plump lips. "I've reached my limit, the deal is over, sweetheart," he brought his face closer and kissed her! His cold lips smacked hers and she became still, trying to process what happened. Everything had escalated so fast. She remained unresponsive to the kiss, and before he knew it, he was kneed above his groin. He hissed and let go of her, cursing. She ran like a predator being chased by a prey. "My sweetheart, I love this game of chase," he smirked and walked, looking for her.