Laura looked at the horrible man, who she was currently holding his hand, and she sucked in some shaky breaths as some bad memories started to flood in.
“You are that bold,” Logan asked, looking at Laura's hands that were holding him.
Laura kept holding on to Logan's hands trying to protect her chastity because she doesn't keep herself all this while so a man can just defile her like that.
“I am so sorry, Mr. Craig, but I don't think I can allow you to defile me like this,” Laura says, trying to talk some sense into the cold man in front of her, but the next cold word Logan throws at her makes her tremble in fear.
“My bullets in there or my hand, your choice,” Logan says, and Laura's face paled in fear.
A bullet? Would he shoot her? Laura let go of his hand indecisively and closed her
