He scoffed, and the pain in my head intensified. "Do you really take me for a fool?" He pulled something from his pocket, and I had to force myself to not react when I saw the gun he held in his hand.
That was the gun Aiden gave me.
No wonder he'd remained standing near the coat rack when we entered, even when I was undressing. I almost slapped myself for overlooking such an important moment.
"I can smell silver from a mile away, doll. And a silver bullet gun? You're one of them, aren't you?!”
“I-” I cried out when he pulled my hair even more. “I'm not! I swear!"
“You're a f*****g slut. I'm gonna-”
A loud knock sounded on the door, and he paused in his action of wanting to slap me.
"Shit." As he said that, he looked at me with vexation in his eyes. Throwing my clothes at me, he yell
