Chapter 17

His fingers pressed against the wall, caging me in his arms like I was some cornered prey. A chill crept up my spine, and I instinctively shrunk back. When I looked up, I met his sharp, dark eyes—focused and intense. His handsome face was tight, like a storm about to hit. I blinked. Yeah, no doubt—he got chewed out. For some reason, that made me a little nervous. "Class is over? Great, let’s go then." I turned, trying to sidestep him. He immediately blocked the other side with his other hand. In the blink of an eye, he had me completely trapped. My heart skipped a beat as I glared at him. "What do you want?" His face, usually so calm and refined, was as cold as his voice when he finally spoke. "What do I want? Isn’t this exactly what you dreamed of?" My stomach dropped. I stared at him, shocked. "Ronald, are you insane?" I couldn’t believe those words came out of his mouth. That didn’t sound like him—not at all. His gaze locked on mine, intense and burning, and he leaned in even closer