Serafina

Watching him, I saw the exact moment when he understood that I wasn’t going to change my mind. And that he couldn’t make me.

And yet, he would try.

His upper lip lifted in a snarl. “Get on your knees.”

I kept my eyes on his. He had such beautiful dark eyes. You could see everything in those eyes. Every thought. Every feeling. All the way down to the deepest recesses of his fucked up soul if you looked hard enough. And right now, beneath all this bravado and intensity, he was terrified. I shook my head. “No.”

He pressed the muzzle of the gun against my temple. “Get...