Love me before I wilt

Are you done playing your game, Raquiel?” I rasped, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps as my spine collided with the stone wall of the old theater wing. But he ignored me. He kept coming closer, his dark silhouette completely swallowing the corridor light until the scent of expensive cologne, mint, and the copper tang of the split lip I had given him trapped me entirely. He didn't just step into my space; he conquered it, his fingers digging into my waist to pull me flush against his chest. Slowly, he leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of my ear before tracing a slow, agonizing path to my jaw. He stopped just a breath away from my mouth, his dark eyes glittering with a dangerous, teasing amusement. “You’re trembling, scholarship,” Raquiel whispered, a slow, arrogant smirk spreading across his face. His thumb stroked my waist, a deliberate, intoxicating taunt. “What happened to that fierce girl from the courtyard? Are you scared I'm going to break you, or scared of how much you want me to?” Raquiel Valdez was supposed to be my ultimate enemy. He was the untouchable campus king who had targeted me with a wicked, malicious bet to crush my pride. But as I looked past his lethal smirk, my focus drifted to the space right above his dark hair—to the ethereal, supernatural rose only I could see. It was rotting. Blackening at the edges. Raquiel had always thought money could buy anything. Maybe he was wrong and he is about to lose the precious things his fortune couldn't afford. I wasn't even supposed to care about Raquiel Valdez but how do you forget about some one you can't bear to lose even knowing that their time is running out?