Kaya's POV.

Kieran is boring his eyes into mine, which are widened out of fear. He's acting like a monster with the way his jaw is twitching and his fingers are taking off some buttons on his shirt. 

Then he comes close to me and wraps off all the content on the table with his hands, his impatience obviously running thin. 

My breathing heightens with each barbaric action of his, my chest roving up and down right before he grabs each side of the chair that I'm sitting on and he speaks, his face inches away from mine.

"You're a toy here, an item, meaningless and disposable. You must understand...