The bad boy craves me

"Hey there, princess, do I seem foolish to you?" He teased, advancing slowly toward me, each step causing me immense discomfort. "N-no, not at all," I stammered, my voice trailing off as his proximity left me disoriented. "Do I need to remind you who has control, Bella?" "I-I'm not sure," I whispered, lost in the captivating gaze of the ethereal boy with silver eyes. "Why are you defying me, then? Or do you crave my punishment?" Trapped in his mesmerizing eyes, I found myself barely registering the insane words coming from his lips. My breath caught, and I almost pleaded, "Yes." A sly grin played on his lips, revealing a hint of mischief that seemed forbidden. It was only then that the full weight of my actions hit me.