Note: The only character I do not own in this storyline is The Undertaker. Also, I am working on transforming this fanfiction into an actual story and it will be available on Amazon for E-Book format only when I finish it.
Chapter Eleven
"I-I would be honored, Mark."
Annalise's words came out of her mouth in a shaky whisper due to the inner emotions that were wrecking havoc within herself by just the sound of his voice and how his eyes pierced deep into her being. Mark Callaway did something to her that no other man seemed to be able to do, and she was fine with that. He awakened a part of her soul that housed all of her more intense and passionate emotions, and allowed it to let them free to roam throughout her body.
The only downside to this startling revelation was the fact that the feelings she was experiencing were ones that she had been taught since from birth to ignore and to keep restrained deep within herself until she was married to a god-fearing man that she could share those emotions with behind close doors and away from prying eyes. Her parents stressed it to her time and time again that she needed to wait until marriage to become romantically involved with a man in order to not only keep herself pure but also to keep her reputation, as well as that of her family, intact.
The whole town knew and thought of her father as a hard working man that was a strong believer in God and the bible. He preached a fiery sermon that would get everyone full of excitement for God and stressed to everyone in the congregation that they needed to live decent lives that the heavenly father would be proud of them for living, not ones where they would be led into temptation of the flesh and alcohol. Her father made it clear that his views on premarital sex and drunkenness were not agreeable with what people in Black Oak Falls agreed, and stated that anyone who decided to go down that road would surely burn in hell for all eternity for their choices.
Now...She was facing those very temptations away from the protective gaze of her father. She was no longer in the straight-laced surroundings she was used to back home, but in a lively western town where people liked to have a good time and were not so strict in their upbringing like she had been. Not only that, but she was on the arm of a man that was the personification of what her father would consider to be the devil himself.
However, Annalise couldn't bring herself to walk away from Mark. There was something about him that pulled her in even more to his frame. She knew that his piercing stare and his deep voice was enough to explain the reason why she couldn't evade him, but there was something else that really stuck out to her about him. In the time that she had been around him, it seemed as if she was meant to meet him and to be there with him. His reputation was not at all a good and decent one, but just being around him was enough for her to be at ease and not feel as if she was completely alone in the sprawling town.
Reaching the middle of the dance floor, Annalise turned towards Mark to face him. She flashed him a sweet and caring smile prior to giving a curtsy towards him and standing back up in time to see him having bowed to her. The sight caused her to let out a soft and happy giggle from her mouth, having him to only smirk in response to her reaction. She eased one of her hands onto one of his broad shoulders just as her eyes caught sight of him extending one of his hands out for her to take. Annalise slipped her hand into his open stretched palm that was before her, and turned her gaze up towards his face moments before her frame tensed slightly from the warmth of his free hand having slid onto the small of her back and drew her in a little more to him. She did her best to regain her composure while her eyes watched a sensually smile danced across his face in her direction as he had started to speak up once more to her but in a more seductive whisper so she was the only one to hear what he had to say.
