(Alina POV)

“What's going on with him?”

My instinct told me to run, that the man in front of me was not okay, but my legs didn't move, it wasn't listening to me. I watch him with shocked eyes.

His eyes were red, and his fist clenched in anger, I could see blood dripping from his fist, and his muscles were hard as he clenched his fist as if trying to control something. The way he looked at me caused shivers down my body, I swallowed hard, and worriedly, I shifted back.

Then, as if out of control he rushed to me, with long strides. Before I could move, I...