My Killing President

“I wouldn’t dare. I am merely stating a fact.”

What an interesting lady Alistair thought while hiding his smirk. The lady stood fearlessly before him, arousing even more of his interest and curiosity.

And Annabelle immediately regretted her actions. She had caused too much unnecessary attention! Now she felt like she was thrown into the lion’s den without any heads up. Face hot as coal, her icy fingers pinched tightly on her dress.

Annabelle tried to compose herself, “If there is nothing else, I shall now head back to work.” She quickened her steps without waiting for an answer.

“Hold on for a moment,” Alistair’s alluring voice came from behind.

Annabelle froze instinctively. She shut her eyes.

Why did I stop!? I should’ve ignored him and walk away!

was inexplicable, but it was hard for her to not

chair slowly and strode towards her.

was a deafening silence and Annabelle can hear her own heart pounding rapidly. On the surface she seemed

A dangerous air around him that invaded her space and was

of them meeting but never like

he recognize

at her. His eyes had the same clarity as a mountain stream and gleamed with vigor like two magnificent gems. He came closer until he was almost

her by moving his arms over her and pressed them onto the wall, leaving her

action was aggressive and

doing!?” Annabelle’s attempt to appear calm was

unchanged!

pause in their natural expression followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. And of course, the blushing that gave their feelings away. His domineering