Kyla Jones POV
The coldness in his eyes terrified me, sending my senses on high alert.
“ WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING HERE B*TCH!” He pounced on me, and pushed me into the wall.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me so hard that I tripped.
“ Why did you come here?” He spat out as he shook me violently by the shoulders.
Without thinking he pushed me violently on the floor, and I fell on my hands and knees.
He loomed over me, and for a second I thought he was going to hit me but he pulled me up by my collar of my shirt and pressed me against the wall, fuming with rage.
“ Did you already forget the last time I warned you? Did you forget I told you not to interfere in my life!? "
How could I forget? The day he made my life miserable.
Vincent squeezed my neck, cutting my air supply. “ Trash
