Chapter 8

Atlas kissed me rough. Like he could erase his anger through a kiss. I tasted the blood from my lips. I badly wanted to push him away but just like every time, I couldn't. His arm was snaked around my waist while his other hand held my head.

I shook my head when he let go of my lips. My eyes were full of begging while staring at him. He was staring at me, too. I forcefully pushed his body using my hands.

"No, Atlas. Please," I whispered.

Atlas shook his head and pulled me close to him. He bit my lower lip so I'll ope n my...