Stella's POV
James finally eased off the speed of the car. "It's not safe here. You're coming back with me."
"I am safe! I'm perfectly safe. Just stop the car!" I retorted.
"Still playing tough, huh?" His voice grew even colder.
My frustration twisted into physical pain. "Who the hell do you think you are? Why should I listen to you! Stop the damn car now, or I'll call the cops!"
The car screeched to a halt.
James leaned forward, reaching into my coat pocket, retrieving my phone, and tossing it into my lap. His handsome face darkened as he said, "Call them."
I froze. "Call who?"
"The police, wasn't that your plan?" he shot back.
I clutched the phone tightly, looking up at his ashen face, my heart pounding wildly. Suddenly, he pressed down on me.
I had nowhere to escape and was
