Eighteen

GABRIELLE POV

Thud! The impact of his knee smacking against the tiles resonated deep within my razor-thin heartbeats. I felt no remorse, he'd been pissing me off since the very start. He deserved this, and more.

My hands refused to lower the gun, the demons inside me urging me to make him bleed more than he already was.

I wanted to put a bullet in his head, watch it splash, and stain the walls of my office, a souvenir to serve as a reminder of the time he existed, but my fingers refused to squeeze the trigger. I couldn't fucking kill him.

His sharp gasp shot through my skin like dagger slashes, nicking away at my skin until I felt raw, edgy, and on the verge of collapse.

He could never leave me. Not now, not ever. He was mine damn it. I haven't even played with him yet, but he'd managed to toy with me, messed with my head, and my business, he ruined everything.

He twisted to look at me, his face contorted in pain, shock making his blue eyes glassy. He looked perfect and I was tempt