Ashley's POV:
I fucking saw him.
Goddamn it!! It's Stellan. Hell no!!
Now, he fully turned to me. His face devoid of any emotion.
Before my brain could think of anything more, I stepped forward until I was inches away from him, I closed the distance between us, his face still expressionless. I weighed myself on my toes, so that I could match his height, then I gave him a small kiss on his lips.
I stayed there for merely two seconds, then instantly pulled back and turned to leave, but before I could even fully turn away, he grabbed me by my waist and turned me to face him.
The way his palm lingered on my waist, sent a shiver down my spine, jolting each nerve of my body. I felt something sticky between my thighs, far different than the last time, because of his pictures. Now that guy from the picture is right in front of me, and in our first meeting I've kissed him, and now just his hand on my waist, it's torture to my body. Heat and desire filled in my pulses. I tried to mask my flushed face with an indifferent and cold expression, but nothing worked, I'm sure as hell that he's seen it, the redness allover my face.
"What did you just do?" He asked calmly, his gaze moved to my lips, and then my breast, before he could practically eye-fuck me, I snapped him back to reality.
"You don't know what is it called, so innocent.." I paused, and said after a beat of silence, with a smirk playing on my lips, trying to maintain my composure, "it's called a kiss."
Stellan scoffed, "you call it a kiss?! That's not a kiss, it's a simple touch of lips." My lips pursed, I replied, "then what's your definition of kiss, Mr. Stellan, if the touch of lips is not?"
Without any other word, his grip on my waist tightened, he leaned in and captured my lips in passionate kiss, my eyes widened in shock, I know I should've resisted, but instead my lips pried open by themselves, giving him a signal to deepen the kiss, his tongue hot in my mouth, savouring my taste, I didn't kissed him back.
My body stiffened, my knees felt weak, and I almost lost myself and now my whole weight was on his chest, then I gathered all my remaining strength and pushed his chest, again, again, and again, but he didn't even budge.
His grip on my waist tightened even more, his other hand moved lower and lower until it was resting on my ass, he kept it still, and after a few seconds, squeezed it, harder, I gasped in his mouth, and I could feel him smirk against my lips. He released my butt and did his assault again until his fingers were almost digging in my skin.
It's been minutes now, he didn't pulled back, I was breathless, and I'm sure he's too. I finally turned my face away from him, and his lips found my cheek. He let go of me. My gaze now moved to Charles, who seemed to be enjoying all this. FUCK HIM.
"Pervert.." I yelled at him, and turned on my heel before he could react.
Even if I have a crush on him, that doesn't give him the right to do that. Well, I kissed him first. But what he did was MUCH MORE. I should've slapped him or something, but I enjoyed it as much as him, and he knows. I stomped my feet in frustration.
When I reached the room, Veronica was scrolling through her phone, her eyes lit up as she saw me. My face was the proof of what just happened, cherry red, wet and swollen lips, my face still pink flushed because of that. And most importantly, the fabric of my skirt's back, which was covering my butt, was now wrinkled. I realised it when her gaze shifted to my butt.
"Woah.. seems like you did more than just a kiss," I rolled my eyes at her words and sat at my place again. My mind kept thinking about what happened, 'My crush just kissed me like my lips are the last thing he'll get to eat'.
After some time, Charles and Stellan entered the room. His gaze searched for mine, I didn't had the courage to look at him. My eyes darted everywhere. "What's going on here, Vee?" he looked at Veronica, and asked with an amused expression.
'WHY THE FUCK DID HE CALLED HER BY A NICKNAME'
I instantly glared at him, his smirk deepened at my reaction. "We're playing 'truth and dare', c'mon Stellan, join us!"
"Sure..." He replied. Where is his cold side?
"I'm not playing anymore," I said while standing up from bed. But, as I reached near the door, where those bastards were standing, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back, "You. Are. Playin. And that's final!" He said firmly. "What the fuck, Stellan. Why would I follow you? I wouldn't!" I tilted my head in defiance.
"You kissed me without my permission. So now you've to do what I say!" He concluded, and pulled me towards the bed again. I pulled myself free, "You kissed me again, that was breathetaking... So we're even now!"
"Shut the fuck up," he said boringly, the his tone softened, "and take your seat, Mia Cara!", who's this now, "I'm Ashley Richard, not Mia Cara" probably mistook me from any other girl he kissed. I felt broken, how can he forget my name, and even had the nerve to say some other girl's name in my face.
"Calm down, Ash. 'Mia Cara' means 'my dear' in Spanish!" Veronica intervened.
Did he just gave me a nickname!!
Looking at my flushed face, he grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me to sit on the bed. He didn't say next to me, but across from me.