ADRIANA'S POV
"Let me go!" I screeched as the man roughly grabbed my hair, a sneer on his face.
I had been lingering upstairs, peeking at the conversation happening downstairs, desperate to grasp what was happening when I noticed this man staring up at the stairs like he could see me.
Immediately I had retreated, tiptoeing to the room to lock myself in when I suddenly felt someone grab my hair roughly.
Damn, he was fast and silent. I hadn't even sensed him behind me until he was just…there.
"Let go of me, you bastard" I thrashed about but he just dragged me like I was nothing but an empty sack towards the staircase.
"Look what I found" He whistled once we got to the top of the stairs and I froze, my hands still grasping with his that was tangled in my hair but that wasn't the reason for my tense figure.
