First Alec POV- tell me what you think! I know it's depressingly short, but that's because I want to know whether you guys like Alec POV or not before continuing. I don't own Twilight (shocker, I know...)

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Alec's POV

I slam the door shut hard after she runs out, to her precious Carlisle's evaluation. How in the- I shouldn't have let that happen. Anna Riddle is nothing, nothing but trouble. When I touch her...

Her skin tasted like sin. Lovely sin.

I let out a frustrated, sharp breath. She only arrived a couple of days ago, but Aro is already going to all lengths to keep her in Volterra. Making deals, playing nice- and Chelsea. And me. I slam my fist into the bathroom door, and it breaks into tiny little fragments around my hand.

I can't believe I did that. Cutting off her senses, getting much too close. I hate hormones. But when I see her, my body just...reacts. I'm an addict when it comes to Anna's touch, and I barely even know her. It smells so inviting, her skin, waiting for my mouth, my eager touch. Damn Chelsea, damn rules...

I sit down heavily on Anna's bed, remembering how it felt to have her pinned under me, at my mercy. Mine. Her hair, soft and tangled in my fingers. Her lovely neck. Everything. No one else is allowed to touch what's mine.

I love how she shivers when I kiss her neck... I shake my head vehemently, trying to get rid of the images. Anna- beautiful, uncertain, and all mine.

And then she asks stupid stuff, like 'Is Chelsea making you love me?' with that devastated, almost wanting look on her face. Should I have said yes? Would she have smiled at me? Do I honestly want to acknowledge that a part of me likes her smile?

No. Get it together, Alec. She's nothing. Anna Riddle- Anna Volturi, my mind corrects automatically, is nothing. Just Chelsea's little tricks. I can't even be angry at Chelsea, because these are no doubt Aro's orders. The Volturi suffered, losing to the Olympic coven like that. We need to regroup, not fight.

Screw that. I hate this feeling- well, any feeling, but this one in particular, which makes me feel like I'm slowing sinking into nothingness without her, like I need her body pinned to mine to think properly. I need her right where I can see her, her arms wound tightly around my neck, her body crushed flat against mine so that I can feel every inch of her, her skin...

Stop.

This has to stop. I can't go against it explicitly- Aro would punish me. But I can fight this. Anna is nothing. These feeling- these mere urges are going to disappear once Chelsea stops, once Aro realises it won't work. I have never let emotions win, and I don't intend to start now.

Or ever, as a matter of fact...

Her slim fingers, running through my hair, her tantalising hips right underneath mine, her lips whispering promises into my ear, making me shiver...

I will fight this. Even if it kills me. I will not let her win.

But the image of Anna's surprised face under mine, with her hair spread out underneath her head like a halo, sticks in my mind and refuses to be extinguished.

All mine.

That's why they sent Dimitri. He's not usually one for passing messages on- but he is one to make sure rules are being upheld. And when he opened the door, what did he see? Anna and I, my arms around her...

Damn Chelsea. Damn Volturi. Why me? I know it's starting to worry Marcus that he sees no bonds between myself and anyone other than my sister in the Volturi, but to go to such lengths... To make me 'love' her...

No. I can't let them win. If I ever touch her again, it's not because of love. Just lust.

Just lust.

I exit her room, swiftly passing through the corridors. I have to get away from anything to do with her.

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