"Where have you been?"

his tongue lolled over his bottom lip, as his eyes narrowed in an attempt to calm himself down. You could feel your nails pierce your flesh from your fists clench as you pursed your lips. Shit, he found you. It was no surprise, considering how infatuated the man is with you—but this soon? It just showed how adamant he's become to cage you in his embrace. A tight, bone crushing one at that.

All these weeks of a quaint, little, happy life without him made your guard lower. He's tracked you down like a wolf, and he's come to get you. Lost in thought, you could hear him scoff, before he crossed his arms, and raised his brows. His jaw clenching, as you began to scan your nearby surroundings, searching for a blind spot to flee from him.

“Give me a fucking break, will you? I want you home.”

He grinned, it was evident he wasn't too happy. With the way he grit his teeth, the fact his voice was too tangy for any affection to be tangible. Your eyes met his gaze, a firm caveat, and admonishment to deter you from actuating your desperate leave. Despite the grin being placed to vaunt off the feeling of daunt, you both knew he was currently holding himself back from what he'd do. His act of kindness wasn't cutting it, nor did you want to buy it one bit.