I was pissed off because he presented me with something I wanted but wrested it away from me so fast, making the temptation stronger and more intense.

I huffed loudly, expressing my irritation. I turned my head away from him, as I didn’t want anything to do with him.

Mr. Stephen touched me gently under my chin and tilted my head toward him. This time, I glared and was terrible at hiding my emotions.

“Why’re you angry?”

“Because... you’re not giving me something that I want.”

“What is it that you want?” A smile curled at the edges of his lips.

Now that he was just a few inches from...