Page 20 of Angelic Vengeance

He shrugged. “Maybe.”

Had he been behind me the whole time I was in here?

“Have you been behind me the whole time I was in here?”

This time he only smirked.

I didn’t know what pissed me off more: the fact that Zachary was following me, or that I didn’t realize someone was following me orstanding right behind me.

“Shouldn’t you be home resting? Natalia said you didn’t sleep.” He frowned like he actually cared about the health of my sleep cycle.

Natalia and I had spent the night talking on the phone about murder, designer shoes, and the epiphanies of life. Another regular all-nighter for me.I really needed to talk to her about disclosing my personal information.

“Shouldn’t you be running a Cartel instead of following me around like a lost puppy?” I asked, lowering to pick my books off the floor.

His reply came smooth. “On your knees already?”

I froze; only for a moment before grabbing the last book and getting back up. Avoiding eye contact, I took a step to push past him.

Zachary let out a frustrated sigh and moved in instead of out of my way. In the split of a second, he pinned me against the bookshelves – my books once again somewhere on the floor.

My eyes went wide and a gasp escaped me. One of his hands went under my jacket to my waist, the other next to my head. His hard chest pressed against my soft front. He was so close his black eyes were all I could see. The wet hair falling on his forehead tickled my face and I felt my cheeks grow hot.

He’d never beenthisclose before.

My eyes unintentionally went to his arm next to my head, where the material hugged his bicep. The weird warmth expanded from my face to the rest of my body and I secretly took a deep breath to calm myself down, only to then inhale his cologne. My lungs suddenly felt full of him and the beat of my heart accelerated.

I felt like I was experiencing some type of allergic reaction.

His minty breath fanned my face and I snapped my eyes back to his. If I wasn’t mistaken, there was amusement in them.

What was he trying to do?What was I doing?Where were we again? For the first time in my life, I had no idea what was happening.

I blinked; twice.

“What are you doing?” I asked, more alarmed when he leaned in.

“I want to see something…” Zachary replied, his breath on my neck. His grip on my waist tightened over the material of my hoodie and his other arm softly grabbed my neck. Liquid warmth flowed from his touch throughout my body, gathering between my thighs.

My eyes fluttered when I felt his lips in the area between my ear and jawline. An unfamiliar haze clouded my mind, softening every sense around me.

His smooth voice flowed to my ears. “Your pulse is really fast.”

My eyes shot wide open. The words were like a bucket of ice water thrown in my face. Out of reflex, I hit him across the face and pushed his chest away from me.

My heartbeat skyrocketed as I watched him step back and wipe a hand over his mouth. He looked at the blood on his fingers before looking back at me and licking the cut I just gave him on the bottom lip.

“You keep making me bleed,hermosa.” Stillsounbothered…

“You keep getting on my fucking nerves,pendejo.”

He chuckled. “Is that why your heart’s hammering for me?”

I blinked. “You’re fucking delusional.”

“You’re blushing.”

Frustration bubbled up inside me. “Go fuck yourself.”

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