"Luther. Let me go!" I shouted, yanking my arm away from his hold as soon as we reached the back of the abandoned building. I gasped, trying to catch my breathing when he pinned me to the wall and roughly kissed me. He was so strong, hot and violent. I was able to push his chest away and slapped his cheeks.
The sound echoed in the empty alley, and for a moment, everything was still. Luther's eyes widened in shock, then narrowed dangerously.
"You're going to regret that," he snarled, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head.
I struggled against his grip, my defiance rising. "I'm not afraid of you, Luther," I lied, my voice shaking slightly.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear. "You should be," he whispered, his tone sending shivers down my spine. "Because I'm just get
