Avyaane’s POV

My heart pounded in mychest as Chad gripped my chin the way he always did, his fingertips grazing my skin, just enough pressure for me to register the amount of power he held over me. My heart raced, butnot only out of fear — fury coursed through me like wildfire.

“Thatwas your one chance to make this easy,” he said again, his voice a slow, taunting drawl. "But you chose wrong."

I had jerked my faceaway, scowling up at him. "I’ll never ...