After briefing me on how I made a big mistake by marrying Jacob, Collins dragged me out of the room by my hair and pushed me to the floor.
I fell hard on the wet floor. My derriere ached and I felt that I would be left with a bruise forming in that area. The small pool of dirty water dampened my pants and left the flesh underneath it cold.
Collins took off his shirt and my mouth fell open. Some of the shock I had resulted from the fact that the man was covered in tattoos along with some bad scars. Another reason for my sudden shock was the fact that he had Tasha’s name boldly tattooed across his chest and it was left separate from all the other ink drawings.
I didn't see any of this ending in a good way.
In two long strides, Collins stood in front of me and adjusted his glasses agains
