"A little? You're blushing so hard babe, " he chuckled as he kissed my nose.
"Stop teasing me Timothy," I crossed my arms as I turned back. He embraced me from behind, wrapping his arm around my waist and chuckled.
"Don't call me Timothy," he whispered sexily.
"Why? Because it ruins your image?" I jested.
"Not so. It reminds me of someone every time you called me that," he answered.
"Who?" I queried curiously, staring back at him.
"Forget about it," he brushed off the topic as he kissed me on my neck that made me shuddered.
I giggled, "Stop it Timothy! It tickled."
Sensing that he will never stop and it could lead to something inappropriate, I face him scowling.
"Baby steps," I reminded. He gave me naughty smile.
"Alright," he surrendered while throwing his hands in the air.
"Good," I gave him a satisfied smile.
Of a sudden, I remembered why I was here. I need to get any information about the Black Tarakona Society. Maybe, I can ask Timothy without being suspicious by questioning about Draco Albreach first
"Babe, I want to ask something," I said sounding casual while enveloping my hands on his neck. I tried not to be drowned with his eyes and controlled my heartbeat.
"About what?" he creased his forehead. I was hesitant about what will I say to him.
"About Draco Albreach," I blurted. His expression change into something grim. I know he was hiding something and I want to know it.
His lips formed a thin line, "Don't get involve with him little tiger."
I removed my hands on his neck and placed it on my hips, "He threatened my life Timothy! Why can you just tell who he is?!"
He sighed, "We already took care of him. Don't worry, he will not bother you anymore."
"We?" my eyebrow skyrocketed.
"You don't need to know anything," he stated with finality.
I gritted my teeth and took a sharp breath, "But I want to know Timothy! Please, tell me everything about him," I pleaded.
"No," he replied firmly as a rock.
"Screw you, Fitzgerald! Forget about what I said that I like you a little. I change my mind!" I replied as I walked out of him.
I tried to walk as fast as I can but his legs are too long to catch up with me. He grasped my hand, stopping me. I glared at him but it didn't move him even a little bit.
"Calm yourself," he said coolly which irritate me even more. I stop and face him with annoyance.
I'm losing my temper again and I can't stand him right now. I calmed myself and tried hard to speak in relax manner, "Can you drive me home?"
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Vengeance
RomanceGabriela Sullivan was sixteen years old back then when her father was killed. Their number one rival, the Fitzgerald family is one of her primary suspects. Now that she is at the right age, it's time to put vengeance on her hands. To keep her prof...
