Z A R A
"Al, stop! You'll break her jaw!" Amelia warns.
"You fucking bitch," he's just inches away from actually cracking my jaw open.
"Alejandro!" Amelia yells.
"Amelia, get out," he says loudly.
"But—"
He whips his head in her direction, "Did you not fucking hear me clearly? I said get the fuck out!" His voice became ferocious enough to wipe out whatever confidence I had just built up minutes ago. She grabs her skirt that was lying on the floor and quickly walks out of the room. He grabs my head and slams it on his desk, face-first while using his other hand to hold my arm behind my back. He hits both my ankles with his feet, hard enough for me to not be able to feel them anymore.
I bite my lip hard to stop myself from screaming out from the pain.
"First Elijah and now Marcus, I didn't know you've become such a whore," he says.
