Hellish Obsession

He peered at her and blinked his eyes several times as he cocked his head. "What?" His question drew a soft grin on her face. She looked uncontrollably delighted.

Ave surveyed the entire area, checked if there was any human near or not. Finding no one's gaze at them, she looked at him again. "I was with you last night. I remember the tattoos on your neck." She said in a lower tone what felt like a whisper and pointed at the tattoos on his neck.

His expression remained unchanged, precisely turned even calmer. "Do you think only one man can have those tattoos?" He asked whilst his eyes stared deep into hers.

Even she knew that not only the man she met has moon and stars tattoos but many have. Still, she chose to believe that he is the man she met in the club last night. "It can't be a coincidence. Don't play dumb. I would have recognized you right away if you haven't worn the lens."

"Lens?" His question got a nod in reply.

The chuckle died drawn by an obvious question mark on his handsome face. "What do mean by what did I do to you?"

"I mean..." She trailed her gaze downward as the level of her confidence slowly flattened down. "Last night in the club after that jerk left, I went to the first floor and you came to me. You asked if I was free or not... then..." Her lower tone decreased to the lowest and stopped at silence.

"Then...?" He repeated after her word.

She bit her lower lip and looked up at him again, blankness overran her face. "Then...!"

"You don't even remember that." He snatched her words out of her mouth and let out a soft chuckle that doesn't have any kind of fervour.

But it didn't entail Ave. "But you do." She responded. "I can't remember anything after that. What is the reason? And the blood. It still frightens me."

"Whatever it was. You shouldn't overwork your little brain." He said with a soft procedure of a smile.

Ave puzzled. He didn't look glad at all but still, he smiled. She really never met a man like him before. So mysterious and handsome. "So are you not going to tell me what happened, Mr Gay?"

"It's Grey." He glared.

Ave glared back. "Whatever, you are that man."

He heaved a deep sigh and leaned close to her face. "I don't know what you are talking about. But..." He paused, understanding she was not listening to him as she rolled her eyes at the entire surrounding. She looked aware, aware of something else.

Clicks!

"Shit." He cursed underneath his breath noticing the camera. He didn't care about anyone on this earth, but if he shows up in the newspaper with her, it won't be good for him as well as for her. She is the Princess of Qidan. "You called it yourself. Face it alone." He said and without wasting a second, he turned his back against her, trying to walk away.

Eventually, he was failed when she appeared in front of him with an unreadable face, blocking the way. He stepped left, then right whilst she kept parading her feet following his, not letting him leave. He finally stopped and parted his lips to let something out. But she was fast enough to grab the collar of his hoodie and pulled his face down closer to her face.

Their faces were too close. He swallowed a gulp and had his eyes wide opened as her lips arrived near his. His lips slowly trembled when he was sure about the next action.