~CHAPTER 19~
His breath was hot against my skin. Lips inches from mine, making me tremble. Trying to push him away. What does he want?
His eyes bore down into mine, and a shiver ran down my spine. "Let me go" whispering the words softly and slowly in fear for our lips not to brush together.
Mr. Salvatore's creepy smile grew wider, pressing me more into his body. "Are you scared?" His voice was like honey as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "You should be" he whispered.
I struggle hard to break free from his tight grip. But he was insanely strong, holding me in place. "Why did you reject my gift." I stopped struggling to look at him straight in the eyes.
Why did I reject his gift, he said. Who in their right frame of mind would bring that horrific thing as a gift?
The memory of it still made my skin crawl and my stomach churn. His grip on me tightened, digging his fingers deep into my skin.
