Description
"It's called a trade. My protection belongs to you. Your sister belongs to me." He releases me. He turns to walk away. "I belong to no one and I'm sure as hell not yours." I screamed at him. He stops and turns around and walks in my face. "Your mine even if I have to make you." He says with a smirk. That's it I had enough. I raised my hand and slapped him across the face. Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes that showed fear. He turns his head back to look at me and smiles showing some side teeth. Then grabs my waist tightly and then pull my hair cause me to yelp in pain. "Alyssa Barrow, I promise you, you will regret that." He says against my neck and I could feel his lips brush on my skin. Then he lets go and walks off with a smirk on his face.
The Trade
