You didn’t know how you got into the situation you were in at the moment. Well, you did know the reason, but it felt as if everything had happened so fast. Not even an hour ago, you and Leonardo, your boyfriend, were at a party. Everything was going smoothly the first hour.

It just so happened that while he had walked away from your side to grab some drinks for the both of you, a guy had approached you, clearly flirting with you. You had politely tried to push him away, saying that you were not alone and that you had a boyfriend, but the guy simply didn’t care. At the worse moment, just when your boyfriend had come back with both drinks in hand, the man had happened to place both his hands on your waist. Of course you quickly pushed him away, but that didn’t change the fact that Leonardo had seen it.

Furiously— yet keeping a neutral expression, Leonardo had approached you, the drinks were no longer in his hands as he had placed them on a nearby table. He quickly shoved the guy away, if anything, he felt like beating up the man right there. But he didn’t, since he just wanted to take you away from that party. He then grabbed your wrist rather tightly and walked out of the party.

And now here you were, pinned to the wall of your bedroom as he had a tight grip on your chin, making you look up at him, a furious yet frustrated look written all over his face. “Why the hell did you let him touch you?” He whispered angrily. It took all of him to not yell at you.