Elena's POV
Noah's grip on me was like steel, unyielding and burning hot where his fingers dug into my skin. His blue eyes were darker than I had ever seen them, fury simmering in their depths as if every breath I took insulted him.
"You even thought about running, huh?" he muttered, his voice low and lethal, which made my pulse stutter.
"Put me down!" I shout again in panic, especially when I feel the uneven movements as he takes the stairs.
He didn't reply, and my heart went frantic as he entered a room, doors slamming behind us.
"Is this his room?"
I tried to twist away, and he finally let me go. But my relief didn't last long when I realized what the soft object he had thrown me onto – on the bed!
A bed???
My mind went into turmoil, and my heart's about to explode.
Before I c
