Adriana's POV
"Get your hands off me..." I choked out.
Okay, note to self: never back away, *just run*. Because one way or another, a f*****g wall is going to cage you in out of nowhere.
"But," he paused to lean closer, and I inhaled deeply before darting my eyes around the area, praying someone, anyone, would come and save me. "Why?" he asked, painfully slow, as if he didn't know the answer to his own question.
"Francis, I don't want to hurt you, please..."
Laughter interrupted my words, and I swallowed down the lump in my throat before glaring at him.
"You? Hurting me? How cute, darling. Alright then, give me your best shot," he started to muse, like this was all just some big game to him.
I gritted my teeth and raised my hand to slap him, but he caught it with eas
