In Love with my Kidnapper (Lure app)

Chapter 7

You stare back at Greyson as if he's sprouted another head.

Olivia
You can't be serious.

Olivia💭
I can't stay in the same bedroom as Greyson!

He looks you directly in the eye and his face remains expressionless.

Greyson
Deadly.

Olivia
How is that going to work?

You push him aside and jump down off the counter. Your head spins and you breathe deeply to subside the nauseousness that you're feeling.

Olivia
I need my space. I don't think this is a good idea.

You begin to walk away from him but his hand shoots out and wraps around your waist.
You pause and glance down at his large hand resting over your stomach. The sight of it causes tingles to run down your arms.

Greyson
I promised to keep you safe.

You whirl around and stare directly at him.

Olivia
Are you suggesting I'm not safe in my own bedroom?

Greyson
No. I'm suggesting that I keep an eye on you at all times when I'm here.

Your eyes narrow in his direction and shake your head firmly.

Olivia
No.

Greyson
It's not up for discussion.

Olivia
No!

Greyson
Olivia, listen to me!

He raises his voice and glares at you. You roll your eyes and shove his hand away from your stomach.

Greyson
God, you're impossible. It's like dealing with a child.

You gasp in hurt and fold your arms across your chest.

Olivia
Are you going to explain yourself or insult me all day?

Greyson
You're extremely stubborn.

Olivia
So you're choosing to insult me?
I don't have time for this.

As you begin to walk out of the bathroom, Grayson moves to stand in the doorway, blocking you.

Olivia
Get out of my way.

Greyson
No.

His voice is firm and stern. You glare up at him just as fiercely and ignore the nerves filling your stomach.

Olivia
You don't intimidate me.

He doesn't move an inch and you sigh.

Olivia
Don't make me put my hands on you.

Greyson scoffs and amusement lights up his dark eyes.

Greyson
Go ahead.

He challenges you with a deep smirk and you hold his stare for several seconds until you break.

Olivia 💭
It makes me incredibly nervous to stare into his eyes.

Olivia
Fine! I don't want to touch you anyways.
Just the idea of it gives me the creeps.

You fake shudder and Greyson raises a single brow at you. He folds his arms across his chest and his biceps bulge against the fabric of his sleeves.

Olivia💭
Hello, muscles...
I wonder what else he has going on under the shirt.

Greyson
I made a deal with your father.

At the mention of your dad, you stand up straight in interest.