Black Romance Chapter 18

Pulling my face out of his grasp, I walked past him, putting some distance between us . "You have no idea who you're screwing with, you have no fucking clue . "

"I know what this is, I know all about this place, don't think I don't . " Salt's lips twisted into a wicked smile . "I think you under estimate who I am . I can do things for you . "

He can do things for me? What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"What do you want from me?" I asked, holding out my arms . "If you know all about this place, then why the hell do you keep coming back? Why do you pay me for doing nothing and taunt me like a child holding a magnifying glass on an ant . You're not like the other guys that come here—"

Cutting me off, his voice went sour . "You're right, I'm not like the other guys . " Salt started walking forward and instinctively I backed up . "I'm nothing like the fucking creeps that come in here . "
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Each step brought him closer, his power an electric charge I could feel in the air . It was like standing outside during a thunderstorm, when the air was filled with so much static it prickled the tiny hairs on your arms .

I could feel every nerve, every small pore and thin hair as my skin buzzed and tingled from head to toe .

Stepping backwards, I wanted to keep the space between us, but he just kept coming . The cement wall crept up on me, pressing into my back, leaving me no place else to go .

Caging me in with his hands by my head, he pressed flat palms into the concrete blocks, sealing me in place . He was so close, his chest inches from mine, his face hovering at a distance that pulled on my body .

The hair on the back of my neck bristled as he let out a slow hot breath . Licking his lips, his eyes settled on my face .

"Let me tell you what type of man I am . " His toes touched mine as he stared down at me, his arms thickening as his muscles surged with testosterone . "I'm every other man's worst nightmare . I'm the darkness that seeps into your dreams and steals your breath, I'm the man your father warned you about and the one your mother told you to stay away from . I'm the last face you see if you fuck me over and first face you see when you open your eyes after you die . I'm not like any other man, because there is no one else on earth like me . "

Swallowing the lump that had formed in the back of my throat, I spoke softly . "What do you want?" My voice was weak and brittle, despite my effort to stay strong .

"I want you to hear me, I want you to know that I can give you things . I want you to understand that I am the power, the muscle, and the voice, that will be heard . "

Scrunching my brows, confusion smeared my expression . "I don't understand . "

Looming over me, his cologne stole my senses . His scent was powerful, an erotic mix of mint and sage . My brain suckled the euphoric flavors, devouring every last drop until I couldn't think straight .

The strength in his voice tugged on my body, causing me to sway on my heels . I was trapped, but he wasn't holding me, I couldn't move, but he wasn't touching me . Every breath brought him closer, causing my back to arch forward . And every exhale took him away, leaving me hollow and cold .

It felt like we were in this dance, one that was controlled by just his presence, his tenacity, his vigor .

"You will . " Holding out his hand for me to take, I stayed still .

I wasn't sure what to think . I didn't know if I should fear him or trust him . Every bone in my body felt like jelly as my brain swirled trying to figure him out .

My muscles moved before my mind told them to, placing my hand into his . Curling his fingers around mine, he pulled me away from the wall, lowering his mouth to my ear .

"Now dance," he said, his breath flowing over the shell of my ear, making goosebumps jump across my skin . Leading me along, he guided me towards the stage and jerked his head . "Dance for me, my flower . "

And just like that, as if ownership had transferred with just a few words .

My body did as it was told .

His voice the puppeteer to my strings .

I became his .

Chapter end