André's POV

I stared at her, and a growl erupted from my throat and made her jump in fright. Her eyes were wide with fear, glistening with unshed tears. She looked so vulnerable, scared and yet so beautiful.

Her curly locks swayed gently in the breeze. I clutched her tightly. I was so angry with her. I wanted, more than anything, to bend her over my knee and spank her. I wanted her to beg me and scream my name, saying she was mine and she wasn’t going to leave me ever again.

I squeezed ...