17
GABRIELLA
“SO IT WAS you leaving me those messages?” I ground out through clenched teeth.
Scar towered over me with his tall, bulky frame and dark eyes that almost looked black. He’d obviously acquired his name by how many he had on his body. Even across his shaved head on down to his cheeks there were scars. The only problem was, he wasn’t alone. Two other men shadowed him and they didn’t look like they were at my place for a picnic.
He snorted. “Hardly. Those are from Rage. Apparently, he’s had a thing for you since that night you ventured into the Dark Side. You’ll meet him soon, but for right now you have to deal with me.”
“Gabriella, what’s going on?” Cliff asked from behind.
Scar lifted a brow and smiled at me. “Yes, Gabriella, care to tell him what’s going on?”
I knew damn
