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“I can still scream,” I added and glanced quickly behind me.
Fuck. The long stretch of hallway intimidated me, and with his long strides, I knew I couldn’t outrun him. He was too powerful, too large, and far too tempting.
“And you think Sebastian will come running?” he huffed gruffly.
“He would,” I lied as my breathing intensified, and I pointed at him. “And he’d beat the shit out of you if you even laid a finger on me.”
He grinned. “Oh, I’d love to see him try.”
And he took three rushed steps toward me.
I gasped in surprise, and he laughed. A cruel, harsh sound, chilling me right down to my bones. My being trembled; my heart thumped in my chest, and the sound pounded in my ears. I hated him, but I stood my ground, determined not to have him break me. We were at a public event, and the host accompanied me. People would notice my absence in less than ten minutes. The clock was ticking.
“My fiancé will wonder where I am any minute now. He’ll start wandering the halls searching for me,” I added and tried to keep my breathing steady. “And when I scream, which I’m going to, your ass will be behind bars.”
He tilted his chin down, and his eyes grew cold. “Then I guess you’d better run, sweetheart.”
One step backward, then two, until I turned, and my hair flung through the air. I knew with the low growl in his tone he enjoyed this. And I was a goner.
Three
Their Obsession
Liv
My legs pumped below me, but I only made it four little sprints before he caught me. His hand covered my mouth as I let out the scream I had promised him. He pressed himself up against me, muffling the sound with his hold, and I vibrated within his dangerous embrace.
“Oh, how you tempt me…” he whispered harshly in my ear and slowly licked up the side of my cheek. “I knew from the moment I saw you that you’d be feisty.”
I pushed against his hold, but it was no use. He was too strong—too dominant and massive. He loomed over me and made my struggle appear pointless. The ghost had captured me and brought me into his nightmare. But he got one thing right: I was feisty. I didn’t always play nice, and I had a good bite.
“Ah, fuck…” he muttered in pain.
My teeth drew a bit of blood. The taste was warm in my mouth, and I threw him off enough to elbow him in the stomach. He barely budged.
Fucker was stubborn, but I was too.
A scream came from me, but this time he gripped a hand around my throat. He took the air away from me and pushed me up against the wall. The back of my head hit with his iron grip and the force against my neck.
“Now, promise me you’ll be a good girl and cut the fucking screaming,” he demanded, his breath heaved into my face.
I gave a curt nod because I wanted to live. I didn’t want to die, no matter how much I hated my life. My family needed me, and I couldn’t let some psychopath kill me.
“Good girl,” he whispered as he let go, but he didn’t back away.
I gasped as air filled my lungs, tears spilled from my eyes, and my vision returned to normal. He still held me against the wall, and I couldn’t escape him. But I wouldn’t back down without a fight.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I coughed out and pushed at his chest.
“Me? You are the one wandering off to get your pussy licked.” He sneered with amusement swirling in his dark gaze. “Just my type of girl.”
“I’m not your type of girl. There is no one I belong to,” I snapped back in anger.
I pushed at his chest again, and, to my surprise, he moved back. He gave me enough room to make another run for it, and I did exactly that. But he caught me by my wrist, holding me in place.
“And where do you think you’re running off to?” He tsked with a raised eyebrow. “I haven’t even formally introduced myself.”
“Yeah, because you’re too busy stalking me and trying to kill me!” I shouted in his face and jerked my arms. “Now let me go, fucker.”
