DANGEROUS TERRITORY

Jessica's POV

I was pacing in my room, my heart still racing from the encounter
The sound of my ringtone calmed me down. We were obviously attracted to each other. But I know damn well that when my mom was asking me to date someone, it definitely wasn't a man like Arman
He looks too dangerous for me
- [ ] Me: Hello Romeo
- [ ] Romeo: Where did you go, I came back from the store, and you were nowhere to be found
- [ ] Me: (I was debating whether to tell him the truth or not) I'm sorry about that, my friend had an emergency and I went over to help. I should have told you
- [ ] Romeo: Do you have any plans for tonight
- [ ] Me: What time exactly
- [ ] Romeo: 6 pm
- [ ] Me: I'll be free
- [ ] Romeo: Then get ready by then. It's a car race, dress any how you find befitting
- [ ] Me: alright. Later then
A race, at least that could get my mind off some things. With how things happened between Arman and I, I'm scared of going over to cook. I know for a fact that it's going to be awkward, but then because I need the money, I'll have to go.

I didn't have to call Adrik because we had a fixed time now unless there was a change of plan.
In the meantime, I searched through the new clothes I got with the money from the cooking.

I found these very pretty jeans and a crop top to match. I paired it up with a set of sneakers my mom got me last year. In all, I was proud of my selection.

I got ready to go and cook at Arman's. As soon as I stepped out, i felt eyes on me. I turned around to find the girl from the opposite room glaring at me. I shook off the vibe I was getting from her stare and continued to where I was off to.
At the first ring of the door, he opened, and as soon as his face came into view, all the attraction came back.

I stepped in without saying anything to him. For a moment, I thought he was going to say something from the way he just stood at the entrance of the kitchen. I guess he later decided against it, so he left to his bedroom.

I realized he enjoyed pasta and sauce with beef, so I mostly cook that on days that I have no idea about what to cook.

As soon as I put the pasta to a boil, he came out to the kitchen, "I'll like spicy fish stew," and he excused himself without even waiting for my answer
I just stared at his back. If he wanted something else, why didn't he just say it the moment I got here.
My inner stubborn self decided to continue with the pasta. If he wanted to eat spicy fish stew, He could have said it when I came in or asked me politely when he came.

I know this was a bad idea, but I couldn't stop myself from being stubborn when it came to him.

An hour and 30 minutes later, I was done. I served his food and dropped the apron.
He was at the hall when I left the kitchen.

"I'm done." Without sparing me a glance, he passed by me and went to the kitchen. I grabbed my stuff and proceeded to leave.
"JESSICA", I stopped in my tracks, this is the first time I've heard my name come out of his mouth, and the kind of rage his voice carried meant one thing, he didn't like it. Funny enough, I was more excited than scared, I'm just so glad I was able to get on this last nerve.
"What" there he was, standing in the hallway, his hand pulling on his hair, he took in a loud breath.

"I clearly stated that I wanted spicy fish stew."
"Did you?" Ow Jessica, you'll be so dead by the time this man is done with you.

" Do you enjoy getting on my nerves?" With each word he uttered, he came closer, just like this morning he was right in front of me, too close for my racing heart.

"Do you also enjoy getting on my nerves?"
He stared straight into my eyes as if he was challenging me to continue. And dear lord, I took the bait

" All you could have done was tell me what you wanted the moment I came in, but instead, you chose to tell me when I had already started."

He grabbed my arm and pulled me in between the back of the couch and his body.
"That mouth of yours will get you into a very big trouble one day." The way his tone dropped, I got my inside, chumming with desire.
"One of these days, I'm going to do a lot more than warn you,"
With newfound confidence, I pushed myself close, and our faces mere inches apart even though I had to stand on my tiptoe.

"And what more could you do?" My tone had dropped like his, almost a whisper. There was desire in my voice.
He stepped back, closing his eyes tightly and opening them back immediately.

"Leave," unlike all the other times, I was not leaving today, I wanted to see the worst he could do

"And if I don't,"
He whipped his head back to me so fast, as if I had committed the worst mistake of my life.

He pulled me, impossibly close to him, he grabbed me by the cheeks and then he moved his lips to my ear, " Ты бы не хотел знать, как я могу тебя наказать" ( you wouldn't want to know the different ways I could punish you )
I know he spoke Russian, and I'm presuming whatever he said was crazy or dangerous, I could care less about whatever he said because the shivers it sent down my body got me clinging my legs together.
He turned my face to him, his hands grabbing my neck firmly, not in a way that it hurt. Our mouths were so close. I swear to GOD if he doesn't kiss me, I'll go for it
" Ты понятия не имеешь, что я хочу сделать с твоим невинным собой" (You have no idea what I want to do to your innocent self) there goes the sexy Russian he keeps speaking, the language that gets me squeezing my legs together. I just kept staring, asking him with my eyes to do whatever he wanted to do to me
"Fuck" his mouth descended on my neck, the gentle kiss activated a moan from me, I was holding on to him like my life depended on it, he devoured my neck, never in my life had I moaned from just a neck kiss.

He kissed along my face, purposely missing my mouth and straight to my ear. It’s like he knew the sensitive part of my body.
"Arman" the name came out as a moan, " Ты будешь моей смертью, Jessica" (you'll be the death of me, Jessica)
I know I missed whatever the fuck he said, but I couldn't miss how my name rolled off his tongue.
His hands moved down and grabbed my ass, pinning me so close to his body, my body didn't miss the bulge I felt pressed against my tummy. I cling to him like my life depended on it, I wanted to be so close I know it was impossible to be from how close our bodies were clashed together

"Kiss me" I practically begged, I just couldn't wait to have his lips on mine, I was going crazy from the way his mouth devoured my neck and ears, specifically missing my mouth. I thought he was finally going to, until he released me, stepping away like every damn time.

"You have to leave" he said without looking at me, "Arman" I tried to move closer, but his hands shot up in between us to stop me, "just listen" I stared at him, what was he so scared of?

I ran out, embarrassed, did he not feel the same about me, or all that just happened was just in the heat of the moment.

As soon as I got into my room I curled up in bed, I wanted to sleep until it was time to go for the race. I set my alarm an hour early so that I could grab something to eat before leaving.

I got up on time to grab something to eat and get dressed, I applied gloss, eyeliner and shaped my eyebrows a little bit because I had a little more time left before Romeo would come for me.

I was right on time by the time I was completely ready, my phone rang a minute later
- [ ] Romeo: hi princess
- [ ] Me: hey
- [ ] Romeo: are you ready
- [ ] Me: yup
- [ ] Romeo: I'm waiting at the car park
- [ ] Me: I'll be right down

I grabbed everything and went down to meet him.