Kyla Jones POV
I felt nauseous, suddenly clouded with fear, as his terrifying dangerous eyes drilled on me.
Vincent stepped towards me, anger blazing in flames, I couldn't breathe properly feeling like my heart was going to burst out any second.
Tears were dripping out and I took a sharp breath to control my tears but I couldn't. He was taking large steps towards me. He looked like a maniac.
I started jerking back, I was still on the ground. He suddenly hovered over me and then he lifted me up like I was nothing but a feather to him, making me stand on the ground.
" Vincent!" I stared wiggling from his hold, scared and petrified by his behaviour, clueless about what was waiting for me next. " Please let me go! Why are you doing this!!!?"
Vincent suddenly pulled by my neck, scaring me
