And Then He Grabbed Me By The Neck Novels & Stories

For fucks sake, it was my life not his. His eyes narrowed on me. A snarl covered his lips. The hand that was on my writs descended down and soon my neck was held by his large hands. I didn't cowered away in fear. Instead, I held his stare. "You're mine..." He squeezed my neck, not too tightly but to show me who was in control. This wasn't the answer to my questions. "T-take me b-back." I choked out the words. My hands wrapped around his around my neck when he leaned forward, pulling me up, my feet almost dangled above the ground.

he snarled, leaning menacingly over me and jabbing a finger towards my face, delivering a threat that sent shockwaves through me, rendering me immobile. "Are you saying you'll... hit me?" Just to confirm if this was mere anger talking, I cautiously inquired. "I'll do far worse!" He didn't hesitate for a moment in his response. In a heartbeat, he grasped my elbow and yanked me to my feet before I could even process what was happening. In his overpowering grip, I felt as fragile as a plastic doll. "What on earth are you up to?" I managed to utter, observing his intense gaze fixated on my neck.

I snap back at him. My eyes widen when he stands up and at an inhuman speed comes towards me pushing me against the wall clutching my neck in a tight grasp. I struggle to breathe my lungs hurt with lack of oxygen. I try to get him to release me but fail miserably. He is too strong for me to handle. "Don't you F*cking dare to raise your voice at me" He hisses under his breath. His eyes narrow when his eyes fall on the necklace I wore. He stares for a few seconds and then pulls back his hand at a lightning speed.

Just as the thought came to my mind, the door slammed open. “What the fuck is going on here? What the hell is that smell?” He stopped his tracks when he saw me standing next to the dresser. His face darkened as he hastily approached me, grabbing me by the neck. His swift movements took me aback and didn’t get the chance to avoid him.

he said and he suddenly pulled me towards him and went behind me, wrapping on of his arms around any neck. "What are you doing?" I asked as I felt choked by his forearm against my neck.

With a howl of frustration, he grabbed me by the throat and lifted me off the ground as if I were weightless before I could react. His hard grip tightened around my neck, causing a burst of pain in my chest. I let forth a gasp, but no breath came. I could feel the dark spots dancing before my eyes, distorting my vision. But with Vera's life on the line, I couldn't give in just now.

I muttered. Just as I was about to turn, a pair of hands grabbed me by the neck and pulled me towards one of the doors.

My grip tightened further and I could feel my hand about to snap his neck off his head. Then—

His face glowered at mine, his hand wrapped around my neck, making it hard for me to breathe. I stared right back, “Make me.” He pulled me up by my throat. I smirked. Wrong fucking move. I grabbed his arm which was still around my neck, twisted my head around with it, grinding my teeth, and tossed him over my shoulder. I plopped on top of him, grabbed his head and twisted it to the side before he could make a move. The snap resonated in the hall.