'SO DIRTY AND DISGUSTING...'
"Fire!" Tonya's voice went up a notch when the man behind her quickly lifted her and dragged her out of the bedroom. With breathe stuck in her throat, her eyes widened in horror recognizing how fast they were passing by the few pieces of furniture within the apartment. Should his arms around her waist be tighter, she swore she would break a bone with how merciless he gripped.
"Damn mortal kid," the brute gritted while taking huge steps across the lobby, obviously heading to the bathroom. "Bastard mortal--"
"S-Spitfire, I 'too' am mortal-- Ugh!" She didn't get to finish what she was saying when Fire kicked the bathroom door, and it slammed open from its jamb. He was moving at a speed that would make racers ran for their shame and money.
Urgent...
