Catherine's POV
Only if you let me fuck you now.
His words repeated in my head. For a moment, I hoped I didn't hear him right. My brain was trying to reject the words before they even settled but then Collins watched me with twisted smirk plastered on his face, waiting like he expected me to actually consider his disgusting offer.
My chest tightened. "Are you out of your mind?" I blurted. It came out more confused than anything else because that was exactly how I felt. Confused, shocked and utterly disgusted.
He scoffed and crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes. "Go ahead and make your choice."
He was being serious? This guy is insane! What the actual hell?
I took a step back, staring at him like he was some sick creature.
"Go fuck yourself," I spat. "I rather die than let you see my panties."
The moment the words hit him, his expression shifted and his nostrils flared like his ego shattered on the spot. The next thing he did was snap, lunging at me with full force.
