Brenna
“I can’t stay here anymore.”
As soon as the words left me they seemed to unlock whatever had been holding him up. They seemed to bring him back from wherever he was hiding all this time.
At last, he reacted.
Finally, he turned.
Slowly, he faced me.
And, there he was.
My angel.
My protector.
My tormentor.
My lover.
My very own devil.
“What. Did. You. Say?” Each word came out as a threat, challenging me to repeat them.
I wasn’t scared to. So, I did. “I can’t stay here anymore.”
It didn't even take him a second to wrap his hand around my throat and reverse the position. Until now, I was the one advancing on him, but now I was the one under his mercy. “You want to leave, huh?” His blue eyes sparked fire.
Oh, my Mad. Hiding behind anger now.
“Yes!” I hissed out through
