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3: THUNDER AND LIGHTNING ?

Could she ever?

'You are mine. You will always be mine Mine,' he ended with that signature smirk of his.

The ogre.

'No!' She yelled.

He furrowed his brows.

'No I'm not! I'm not yours! I'll never be yours!' She swore.

He seemed to realize then that they were making an interesting scene for the idle guards.

He stepped back a little, letting her go.

'Very well then,' he said. 'You can just be my guest.'

He bent just a bit, his hands grabbing her thick thighs, taking her by surprise.

'You pervert! What are you-'

The words were lost in her throat as he easily hauled her over his shoulders in the speed of light.

She gasped lightly.

'Will you put me down?!' She demanded angrily.

'Mine,' he begun softly.

And it irked her to a fault that want rose in her, making her insides warm.

How pathetic that was!

He did not listen to her, adjusting her properly on his shoulders.

He turned away from the gate with her dangling over his strong shoulders for it bore her weight effortlessly.

He began to walk.

She gasped.

He was taking her back, the way she had come.

He wanted to return her to the very place that she detested.

The place she hated, that she was running away from it.

It was in vain, everything.

All her time spent planning, strategizing, all her efforts and hard work was all gone to the garbage, the trash.

It was all a waste.

It and the fact that he was carrying her like an old sack of potatoes annoyed her beyond reasoning.

The fact that he was unbothered didn't even help matters.

It infuriated her, fuelled her anger, fed her fury and ignited her rage.

Her fist flew violently, pounding his back as hard as she could.

She hit him with vehemence even though it was of no use.

All if her efforts amounted to nothing on his hard back that was like a tortoise shell.

'Put me down you god forsaken bastard!' She cussed.

He scoffed in amusement.

'Let me go! Let me go this instant!' she demanded as his chuckle made her see red.