Chapter Fifteen

♕—Delilah

"I fucking told you to not start what you can't fucking finish!"

I was breathless and dazed as I looked back into his eyes. "W-what?"

He narrowed his eyes, looking at me. Like he was trying to read me, understand me. "What are you trying to do?"

I shook my head, feeling his warmth seep into mine. "Nothing..." my voice barely above a whisper.

"Do you have any idea what I could do to you right now?" he asked, the threatening edge in his voice not lost on me. "Do you have any idea what kind of man I am?"

Mama, Anthony, Jack.

Their names and their faces resounded in my head again and again...

Be strong Delilah, be strong for them.

My hands fisted the back sheets underneath me. "You said you won't hurt me, you gave me your word..." I whispered as his lips hovered dangerously close to mine.

He cocked an eyebrow in a questioning manner. "Who said I was going to hurt you? There are other forms of torture, princess, that don't require any pain"

His fingers threaded in my ha