"You are mine do you understand that"? I whimpered at the possessive tone in his voice. "You don't own me". his eyes grew an even darker shade of black. "I do now" he said as he slammed me into my locker.
*Book one*
"You are mine do you understand that"? I whimpered at the possessive tone in his voice. "You don't own me". his eyes grew an even darker shade of black. "I do now" he said as he slammed me into my locker.
*Book one*
(WARNING: This is my first story btw. Some parts may be cringe or toxic, but I don't feel like changing anything)
I watched as he frustratingly ran his hand through his jet black hair as he let out a...