Slamming the doors behind me I rushed to the room just making it to the hall when I heard the doors to the main entrance being smashed open. I had just gotten to our room and reached the doorknob to the bathroom when I was ripped away from it.
He gripped my shoulders, pressing me to the wall. His eyes filled with concern as he visibly looked me over. A brief moment of relief, expressed on his face until he took in a breath. Suddenly there was a shift in the atmosphere and his eyes darkened as he took in another deep breath. His hands tightened on my shoulders.
“Sterling you’re hurting me,” I cried.
He dragged me closer to the bed before roughly placing me on the edge of it.
The fear weighing on my chest was nothing compared to the anger I saw seething from Sterling as he towered above
