You were there again, at the door of his apartment, you didn't know how you got there, it felt like something was calling you, your pride was being pressured but you didn't care. The door opened, his tall figure appeared, he wore a white shirt, his muscles visible, he looked at you as if he was already waiting for you, as if he knew you would come.

“You really can't live without me, can you?” He says, his voice hoarse and mocking, he pulled you by the waist and kissed your neck, his big hands squeezing your waist so much it hurt. You didn't know who was more desperate, him or you.

“Nobody loves you like I do, nobody touches you like I do, you understand?” He whispers in your ear softly, his breath was hot.