Relationship Violence

— Look at me. I'm not made of steel, my girl. You can't just drive man crazy and expect me not to want to kiss you! For several days now, I've been hiding in this wilderness alone with the most attractive man I've ever seen. But I'm still terrified of intimacy. “I'm sorry for tormenting you,” I sob, staring into his incredible blue eyes. “I'm willing to wait forever. And you know why. But let me kiss you just once, and you'll see that my touch is not like that scumbag's. I'm not my brother, Nina. I would never hurt you,” he says, his breathing becoming shallow and heavy with emotion. His gaze darkens. “Okay. Close your eyes. ...I'll kiss you myself,” it will be sad if I faint in his arms, but if anyone can heal my heart, it's him... Rodion Atlas.