The Crushed Mate Who Struck Back
I had to turn away immediately because he reminded me of a demon from hell.
"You're supposed to be dead," I said, my voice trembling.
I was so scared. I thought Evans had died in the fire. But he hadn't died, and his face was now completely disfigured, burned and scarred.
Evans sneered at me, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You can't get rid of me easily honey."
I spat at him, trying to hide my fear. "You're a monster, Evans. A devil."
He laughed, the sound sending chills down my spine. "I'm just getting started, Scarlett. You see, if I die. I'll make sure i take you with me."