Chapter Eleven
“Let go of my hand,” I hissed at the bastard who just suddenly took hostage of my hand as soon as I got inside the gate. I looked at my friends for help but they just completely ignored us.
“Sorry, Juliet,” he apologized like he doesn’t really mean it. “But no can do. I like holding your hand.” He gave a little squeezed and gave me a smile. “But what I most like is showing to people you’re mine.”
“I am not yours,” I huffed emphasizing every word but he just tightened his hold on me while smiling blissfully as we walked together. I did try to remove his hand from but with no luck, he just wins again as he became bold to intertwined our fingers. I glared at his actions but he just decided to ignore me and continue to smile. “And I still hate you.”
“I only like
