HELENA REED POV

My hands crashed against his face the second I entered the room and saw him.

"How dare you!" I gritted, my body trembling with rage. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?"

His head tilted slightly from the impact, dark hair falling across his forehead.

For a second he didn't move. Then he slowly turned back to me.

He smirked, his tongue pushing into his cheek as he flexed his jaw. "That hurts."

I saw red.

"It was meant to hurt, you bastard—argh," I gasped as he grabbed my wrist with crushing force.

I tried to yank my hand away, then cried out as he...