Raisel - POV

A cruel grin stretched across his lips. Slowly, he crawled onto the bed, his body moving like a predator closing in on wounded prey. Straddling me, he loomed over my frame, his weight pressing me into the mattress.

“What…” I swallowed hard, fear lodging in my throat. “Get off me. I don’t want you to touch me. I don’t want you near me. Ever.”

My voice shook, but I forced the words out like venom.

His smirk deepened. "Feisty, aren’t we?" he taunted, his ...