Share

Chapter forty eight

Zirah's POV

"You can't FUCKING control me!" I yell, my entire body thrumming with rage as I banged the door shut. I expelled a large breath as I fluffed my hair in annoyance. Before my ass could even touch the bed, the floor flung wide open, hitting the wall with a bang.

I sat up in surprise as Damon rushed towards me, his eyes looking crazed. I tried to back away from him but there was nowhere to run to.

"Where the hell did you think you were going to, huh?" He breathed down on his, his breath hot and rancid as he captured my wrists between his hands. I squirmed, afraid and scared as I tried to get him to let me go but no way, he was fucking stronger than me.

"Huh?!" He yanked me closer to him. I asked you a fucking question, Zirah."

I whimpered, the pain getting more intense by the minute but the sound didn't register to him, his eyes dancing about wildly, still lost in wherever he is in his head. "Let me go, please."

"I want you to answer me! You're so good at running your mouth so
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status