you are mine only mine
And the moment she walked back in, it was like I had never existed.
The door opened.
My body went rigid.
Desmond stepped inside, closing the door behind him. That smirk was still plastered on his face, his eyes moving over me in that way that made me want to scrub my skin raw.
"Poor thing," he said, his voice dripping with fake sympathy. He took a step closer. "I really do feel pity for you, Amira."
I pressed harder against the washing machine, my hands gripping the edge. "Get out."
He ignored me, taking another step. "You know, if you had just given yourself to me, I would never let anyone hurt you. I'd treat you right. Better than my brother ever has."
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