"Ouch, you hurt me." The young girl's soft, enticing voice quietly echoed, instantly causing Lorde's blood to surge.
Taking a deep breath, as a man, he had encountered temptations before, but the self-control and calmness he prided himself on were all lost in front of this girl, a voice in his mind frantically screamed to possess her...
No...
Yet, his actions had already responded before rationality could catch up, as he flipped over and pinned the girl beneath him. She was so thin and frail, like a porcelain doll, appearing so fragile under his tall frame. It was this extreme contrast that easily triggered the nerve in his brain, with all the blood in his body rushing to one place.
The girl opened her big eyes, clear as ever; he clearly saw his own reflection, like a fierce beast with its mouth wide open, wanting to devour the little white rabbit. He felt ashamed of himself but couldn't stop...
