Allison's POV:
I couldn't process what he just said. He was taking me to a room to teach me a lesson. What kind of lesson would it be? How can he teach me a lesson in the room? Is he going to kill me in there? Is he going to throw me from the balcony? Or is he going to kill me…? I began to think of some possibilities of how he could kill me when suddenly something hit my mind and I stopped there. What if he is not going to kill me but he is going to do something bad to me? r**e!? My eyes widened in shock as I looked at him in horror.
He tightened the grip on my wrist and tried to drag me while I held my legs firm to the ground, not moving from my place. He turned around to look at me in anger while I shook my head.
"Start walking." He ordered sharply and tried to drag me again when I
