Chapter 166 I won't let go
Arianna's POV
I woke up with a spitting headache, my back felt warm, cushion mildly against someone.
I folded my lips, heaved a sigh. Perhaps I'm home and Ravyen's holding on to me firm and not letting go.
His strong arms around my waist, I felt it. I was exhausted but energetic when I had to think of the man cuddling me from behind.
A sided smile left my lips as I blushed, and then spur my eyes slowly. Nervously, I scruntized where I was, it seems different.
Possibly, he must have changed the design. Wanting to surprise him, I rolled slowly only to be greeted by a strange handsome face.
I gasped, shocked and trying to believe it's all a dream. His chest glued closer to me, pressing my breasts and I was in his clothes.
Bewilderment wears me as fragments of last night intimate moments lurks in my head.
Hastily I pushed him away. A soft moan left his lips as the skin on his face squeezes like I was nuisance or something.
He drew his body closer to me, cuddled me more and breaching my every defense.
Then he opened his eyes, so mild and tender that I got lost in them. No! I should think of only ravyen, not someone else.
His eyes scanned me as he adjust his head properly to face me. He let out a wry smile and said;
"Trust you had a good night rest in my arms"
Fuck, I just screw up. I struggled to get out of his hold but his grip was firm. His hot air poured on my face and I was squivering.
"Let me go!" I screeched, panting softly. I could see the cynical look on his face, enjoying how I tried to break out of his hold but end up banging my body on him.
Fuck! Why was I in his pyjamas? Did he bath me?
"I'm sorry but you're stuck with me" he whispers in a light tone, his eyes peered at me.
I was almost losing my breath as fear gripped me. A lot rang in my mind and first, the only thing I thought of was escaping him.
What if Ivan had sent him, to take pics of my nudes and send to Ravyen?
Or perhaps, our sex videos.
Oh no! I pushed him back forcefully, jerking up from the bed. He rose slowly with a smirk at me.
"Guess you aren't fun" he squeezed at from his lips but I ignored him, in a haste.
I moved towards the stool, where his phone laid, grabbed it and pointed it to his face.
"Open it!" I ordered breathing hard and hating myself. I was fuming inside, ready for a combat if he tries to mess with me.
He growl and then scoffed while gently dropping his legs on the ground.
"Trust issues huh?" He mused as though reading my mind. This man was slow as he yawn, purposely frustrating me.
"A kiss would make me open..."
"Look Mr whatever, you've better open this fucking phone or you won't escape my wrath!" I cut in giving him a daring glare.
He was mute but then cringed and said in a mockery tone.
"You scared the life out of me but just not to stress you, I'd open it"
My eyes were on him, his toned abs which glisten at me.
I beckoned on him to unlock the phone in my hand and he did while staring at me weirdly.
He had to snap his fingers to jerk me back to realize because I was lost staring at him.
I shoved the phone screen to my face, accessing everything on it and it seems it's just businesses, he doesn't even have a picture of himself.
My tensed face brightens as it seems there was nothing to blame him for, but perhaps, he had a CCTV in his room.
I narrowed my gaze around, trying to figure out if there's any visible place to hide cameras.
"I didn't film us, it would tarnish my reputation too" he said and I fluttered my eyes.
It seems as though he was reading through me. We stared at each other for a moment.
"Are you satisfied now?" He said in a sarcastic manner placing his hand forward so I could give the phone.
I frown and when I was done assessing the phone, I flung it on the bed. He scoffed unbelievably, raising an eyebrow at me.
He didn't take the phone again but his eyes were on me, and I didn't like that look as though he'd devour right here.
"You're wild and I like that" he complimented with a bright look at me, then he ran his fingers through his hair and sigh.
I glared at him, pointed a finger at his face and threatened;
"We never met! Stay in your lane, don't find me"
He wore a serious gaze at me, looking quite puzzled and then burst into laughter.
"You're funny, are you a goddess that I'd burn the city for? Just to find you" he commented and then licked his lower lips.
I frown wanting to punch his face. He should be fortunate, he fucked with someone like me.
I folded my arms, growling at him and he rubbed his thighs.
"Don't worry, you aren't really my type, we'd blame it on the alcohol" he pointed and I exhaled.
That was a relief, I furthered threatened him to keep numb. I found myself repeating that over and over again.
Without much thoughts, I scanned the room to find my clothes and I found it, laying on a couch opposite us.
He stood up gently, strain his shoulders, I could feel his eyes on me as I moved away to grab my clothes from the couch.
Once I had taken them, i held the doorknob to have the door opened but then I felt his presence.
Warm but sends shivers down my spine, his breath sends a feeling I just want to let go.
His body enveloped mine and I found myself drowning in an esctasy. I was trembling with a sensation I'd believe was weird.
Only ravyen makes me feel this way but then, who was this guy? I don't even know his name and I don't want to either.
He placed his other hand over my head and lean his lips closer to my ear.
"What if I don't want to let go yet?" He suddenly questioned and I froze to where I stood.
My eyes widened as I was shivering. Didn't he say I wasn't his type? Was he pulling my legs? What a flirt.
He could literally see how I was panicking and his chest glued on my back.
I elbowed him on the stomach to move away but he wasn't, rather he whispers;
"If we ever meet again, I won't let go"
Immediately he uttered those words, he opened the door and then i squivel outside, wanting to escape his presence