His Crode Clutches

Authors Pov

A soft pair of doe eyes explores through the corridor,

Rosa,

She is damn scared!

Her soft lashes shook, looking at the empty corridor. Means, everyone is in their classroom except she.

Her fingers played with the strap of her bag, and her lips shaken in pure nervousness. She knew the result of getting late, in HIS class.

Her soft lavender shadowed innocent orbs, looked here and there but as further she takes steps, she felt her heartbeat increasing in a immense speed. Damn! Her slow steps!

She must going to be scolded for coming late,

He hates it. Her cherry lips turned into a thin line thinking about him. He will scold her!

She is really scared.

Fear.

Rosa slowly pulled her head up, releasing a long cold breath. Fear visible in her eyes,

She can't ignore his strict words!

She gulp a lump of saliva, recognizing the familiar site of corridor. Fear developed inside her naive heart, listening nothing but pin drop silence.

She hardly wants to go there, but also she wants to see him.

His one glance makes her day.

Her slow steady steps switch more slower, and little hands hanged down from bag's straps.

Her soft innocious lavender orbs looked at the classroom from a little distance.

Should I go inside?

This is all her naive mind thought.

Fvck.

Rosa shook off her thoughts and decided not to get more late, She again lowered her head trying not to get nervous.

Her fingers Clutches the edge of her skirt, before walking towards the classroom, with her slow steps.

Her fingers turned into a ball, coming near the classroom and move her eyes up. Her eyes looked inside the classroom as she's standing Infront of the door. Her knees gets weak looking at his side. Killian Salvatore.

His tallness! It's so attractive.

Her eyes filled with love, staring at him innocently.

Her grip tightens on her skirt fabric, gulping at this site, that's making her insane from inside.

Heart pounded,

Breath uneven,

Lips shaken again.

Her heart fluttered staring at him, wearing his black tuxedo with white inner.

His tall figure, twice of her size, looks like a monster in her innocuous orbs.

No one knows, how badly she wants to bury her face into his warm chest! All she wants is, his love.

The love she craves for!

Rosa collects all of her courage, looking down at her feets. Her breath stucked inside her throat, feeling nervous yet, scared.

But--she have to attend her class, not for her but for him.

"May I come in?" her sweet melodious vocal earned everyone's attention.

The whole classroom gasped looking at the tiny figure, standing outside the classroom with her head, bowed.

Rosa's throat dried, looking at his coal black cap toe boot moved towards her direction, as her heart thumped loudly.

She grasp the fabric of her skirt in her tight fist,

F-fvck.

She is scared again.

The sounds of his boot echoed in the