Scarlett POV
I tried not to look at him as he crouched in front of me. But he rose my head up, forcing me to stare into those eyes of his— eyes that screamed hell fury.
I shivered.
All the time I have been in this place and all the pain I have passed through, nothing scares me like the man in front of me. I feel like my whole organs are running helter scatter, just by his gaze.
"Who touched you" he asked but not out of care or anything like that.
Out of possession.
I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, just dry air.
I was fucking weak.
Pain oozing from every angle.
Then suddenly everything went dark, fear gripped me as I tried to move but stopped when a finger felt on my lips— instructing me to shut up.
I began hearing screams, groans and slashes— coming from different directions, it followed by gun shots and echoes of screams filled with pain.
I closed my eyes with my hands and shut my eyes. My heart racing as the sounds became more louder.
