Neha's POV:
My throat is burning in pain, I held my neck and moan, no doubt this man can kill me anytime he wants. f**k I have to leave this place as soon as possible before he made me his doll.
Without looking at Hercules, I was about to leave but he held my hand and pulled me back into his arms. Why my back collides with his hard stone-like chest, I closed my eyes and fisted my hands tightly in anger.
"Don't touch me, ........" I said to him and try to pull out my hand from his grip but his grip becomes tighter around my hand.
"Please leave my hand and let me go........" I said to him once again but he snaked his arm around my waist, I felt him inhaling my hairs, f**k I am feeling so f*****g wired in his arms.
Damn what is going on with me, what he is doing with me. In a blink,
