“I did not hire your company because I wanted you to like me back. No, Dara. I chose your company because I know that you have great ideas and that my company won’t have any regrets.”
He then whirled me to face him but I still stubbornly refuse to look at him. “Dara.”
“Why should I believe you? Technically, my friend is right, you are like a stalker. You are a danger to me. You are--,”
I felt his lips crushed against mine. It was desperate, hungry and demanding. As if he’s trying to make me believe him, putting his emotion, his love.
I should feel disgusted…
I should feel revolted…
I should be angry…
I should push him away…
But I did none of those…
He’s a stranger! My mind screamed at me. He’s dangerous! It reasoned out. But I chose to ignore it.
I chose this new feeling this guy has introduced me. I chose to give in to him. I chose to believe him.
For even if I only knew him in a few weeks, my heart seems to know him forever….
He’s a stranger to my eyes…
But my heart says otherwise…