#Chapter44

“You can lock me in,” I blurted, not wanting to be stuck in a room with them. His hand gripped my throat, and he walked me backward until I hit the wall. My hands wrapped around his wrist, yet he didn’t put any pressure on my throat. He simply held me, his way of telling me he could break me easily.

Darius pressed his entire body against mine, and his stubble brushed my cheek as he leaned in.

“I am being very lenient right now by not breaking your neck. You will be in our room from now on because you can’t be trusted.” I shook my head, not...