Kain Locke
Flashback
"What are you doing here on the first floor?" He asked,
I barely had time to process anything before strong hands grabbed me. And just like that, he yanked me up and pulled me into his chest.
The scent coming from him was crisp, smooth, but refreshing like the old cedarwood mixed with the sharpness of winter Forest, bringing a sense of dominance but at the same time an undeniable calmness that I nuzzled myself into, he smells so good. So good I don't want to pull away.
I don't have to lift my gaze up to know that he was straight up looking at me, because I could feel his heated gaze on me.
My hands clutched at his shirt so hard I know my knuckles must've turned white right now but I couldn't care, the heat was consuming my entire body in a way that…
