118 Take responsibility Part1

Mikel hummed, his sharp eyes prowling the woman's gentle face and her playful expressions. His hand traveled up to clutch a handful of her silver hair, pulling her head back. 

He then bent down to capture her mouth and kissed her fiercely as if he was punishing her for teasing him and not paying attention to his serious words of warning when he was trying to talk about life and death. 

He sucked her dry, nibbled her lips until they turned red, and left her gasping for breath.

"You don't want your freedom anymore?" His own breathing was ragged and unsteady. "Are you willing to live and die with me?"

Sylvia panted, trying to catch her breath to answer him, her breasts and her waist heaving up and down, grazing the man softly as she did.

"Why..."

"Why are you saying this?"

"Why will you..." She huffed.

"Because I am planning to kill. To commit murders." Mikel answered her as a matter of fact.