“What in the hell are you doing?” I hiss through gritted teeth, attempting to yank his hand away but he tightens it, putting that same pressure which makes me see stars.
I almost moaned. But close my mouth instantly. Once done with the call, he keeps it back in his pocket and sets his burning gaze on me.
My heart thuds. But the anger in my eyes doesn't drain.
“Don't do it, Sofia” He warns, but I don't understand what he meant by that nor am I interested to understand.
“Let g—
“Don't entertain other men” He says it with a firm finality in his tone, it's more of a warning than a command. His thumb trails over my throat, ever so slowly and deliberately.
The heat of his palm against my neck is a stark contrast to the cold wall behind.
“I will do what I want. There's nothing between us
