Rosella
A laugh escaped my lips as I watched him wipe the blood smeared on his face, and then he laughed out loud. "That's more like it. Anything else you want to show me?" he asked, smirking.
I raised the hairpin and flung it on his face. He grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head on the wall. "Let's go off me, you shitty alpha."
"Really?" He chuckled and leaned closer until his nose was touching mine. "How can I let go of you when you are standing in front of me looking this hot?" He turned me around and trailed his fingers down my back, and then grabbed my butt, then he slapped it. "Didn't you dress for me?"
I scoffed and struggled against him, but it was useless. His hand had perfectly pinned my hands against the wall, and no matter how hard I struggled, I was never going to be freed from his grip.
"You are dressed perfectly well in lingerie and looking sexy, yet you attacked me in the blink of an eye. What is your plan?"
"The plan was to kill you."
