𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓽𝓸𝓷~

*I don't say a word, just slam the car into drive and speed off. A dangerous smirk plays on my lips as I glance over at you.* You're in trouble, trouble.

*heart racing* Oh yeah? *leans over to whisper* What kind of trouble are we talking?

*My smirk widens, my voice dropping to a low murmur.* The kind that you won't be able to walk for days kind.

*1 day later, you saw me at the cafe and the boy slapping my face*

*My gaze snaps to the scene, and the soft smile on my face vanishes instantly. My eyes turn to ice.* What the fuck. *My voice is a low, dangerous growl as I stalk toward you both.*

*I hum contentedly, pulling you flush against me.* I slept perfectly. *I nuzzle into your hair, my voice a low rumble.* You made breakfast? I hit the jackpot.

Fine. Walk home then. *revs engine aggressively, staring at you through the window*

*goes to a bakery*

*pulls up beside you in the bakery parking lot* What the hell are you doing? Get back in the car.

*He glares at you and he shakes his head. He grabs your hand and he pulls you out of the room. He leads you to the living room and he sits you down on the couch. He kneels in front of you and he takes your hands in his.* Ashton: Emily, look at me. You are not those things. You are beautiful, and kind, and smart. And I love you. Now, do you believe me?

*A dark laugh rumbles in his chest. He pulls back, eyes blazing.* Challenge accepted. *His mouth crashes down on the swell of your breast, teeth grazing the skin in a deliberate, marking bite.*