~ ALINA’S POV~
The realization sent ice flooding through my veins.
I had walked right into his trap.
“W-what are you talking about?” I stammered, desperation clawing at my voice as I tried to feign innocence.
“Oh just drop the tacky act already,” he sighed, rubbing his temple like I was some tedious puzzle.
“Act? I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Vince,” I stammered, my fingers searching for the hem of my hoodie.
Then, in a flash, his hand shot out, gripping my hoodie before I could pull it down.
“I’m not done,” he purred, his smirk widening.
His mouth descended toward my breast—
No. NO.
I twisted, thrashing beneath him, but his grip was iron.
“I thought you were brave,” he taunted, his breath hot against my skin.
“Didn’t know you were so weak.”
My heart was a wi
