Page 4 of Knot Their Starlet

He’s going to fucking kill me.

The world spins as he lifts me by my neck another time.

I can’t fucking die here.

My life is in his fucking hands, and he doesn’t give a single shit.

I don’t know the man glaring down at me right now. This isn’t the man I love.

His dark eyes, normally warm with affection, or maybe a little sharp with irritation, are black holes right now. They suck the light out of the glittering room around us, revealing a darkness that I’ve only seen hints of until now. But I never realized it went this deep.

“Ezra...” His name leaves my lips, a soundless whisper. More me mouthing his name than anything.

He freezes.

My sky-high stiletto heel slams down onto his foot. Turns out the torture devices I’ve been wearing are the only tool of self-defense I have.

He drops me, and I crash to the floor, scrambling backwards despite the room spinning around me.

Something warm drips down my temple.

I stare down at myself to see red drops falling onto the glittering fabric of my gown.

I touch my temple and my hand comes away stained crimson.

I’m bleeding.

The world moves in slow motion as I lift my head to see Ezra gripping his head with his hands.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he hisses. His head lifts, and I see his expression twisted into something that looks like regret. “Andi, I didn’t—Fuck—I didn’t⁠—”

I don’t give him a chance to finish.

I stumble to my feet, kicking off my strappy heels in the process as I desperately reach for the doorknob. I leave a bloody handprint on the wall before immediately turning and running.

Running for my life.

Do I know where I’m running?

No.

I just know I need to get away.

I’m not safe with Ezra.

Nausea roils through my stomach as I stumble my way through the winding hallways. I shouldn’t have had so much to drink tonight. Every time I try to swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth, it feels like I’m trying to swallow broken glass.

How much damage did Ezra do?

“Oh my god, what the hell happened to her?”

My vision spins again as I jerk my head to the side.

Oh my fucking god.

Paparazzi.

I went the wrong way.