CHAPTER 48
ADRIANNA’S POV
Scrambling to my feet, I wanted to run when a strong grip tightened around my hair, stopping me and pulling me back.
“Tch… Tch… Tch… Tch…” Rico clicked his tongue in mock pity, his smoke laden breath heating the back of my neck, everything about him reeking of weed and piss. “Nice try, little mouse, but there is no way we’re letting our million-dollar reward get away like that.”
His grip tightened around my hair causing a sharp sting to spread across my scalp. In a bid to dull the searing pain, I clutched my hands around the back of my head where he had me, trying to tear off his grip. But it was impossible. He had folded my strands twice around his palm, his grip so firm it felt like a vice clamped onto my skull.
“Please stop…” I pleaded, crying out in agoni
