Chapter 45 I own you

Rechel Hedly's P O V

"You really love to provoke me, right, Rechel?!" His dark voice vibrated near my ear as he stood behind my back and is washing my hands like I touched something that I shouldn't have.

"No..." I whispered in fear, trying my best not to make him angry.

"Then what the hell was that?! You were fucking dancing with him even after knowing very well that I hate to see you with anyone, and especially that fucker, who behaves like your boyfriend!" he shouted from the back, getting pissed. His hold on my hand got stronger as he talked to me.

I hissed in pain, trying to get my hand away from his, but I couldn't.

"That fucker touched this hand, right?!" He asked, looking at my hand and loosening his hold a little.

I nodded, feeling a little relieved from the pain. I seriously hope that he can stop talking about it.

"Do you always let that fucker hold your hand like today?" He asked in his deep-dark voice, giving me chills.

I flinched as soon as I locked my eyes with