ANASTASIA’S POVGrey’s eyes were pitch black with fury, and the darkness in them made chills roll down my spine. My stomach dropped, and my heart thumped against my ribs like it was begging to escape.I darted my gaze around the hallway, desperate for help, for anyone but there was nobody. We were alone.“Let go of me,” I said, aiming for calm, even though my voice didn’t match the crippling fear I was feeling. My pulse betrayed me, trembling in my wrists where his fingers dug in too hard.He didn’t let go. Instead, he scoffed, his jaw tightening, his eyes searing holes into me. “Do you really think,” he asked slowly, venom dripping off every syllable, “that you’re now in a position to dismiss me?”I stayed quiet, my mind racing. I twisted, tried pulling my arm free, but it was useless, his grip was unyielding, like a vice. My throat tightened.Should I scream? Could they hear me over the music, the laughter? The thought sat there, tempting, but the risk of drawing attention to what w
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