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Future Chapter (FORCED ENEMIES)

"Drop it," he muttered, inching closer with every breath I took.

"What?" I blurted out, grabbing onto the towel tighter.

"You heard me, drop it."

I backed away from him, gripping the towel so tight my knuckles turned white.

"No," I whispered, but he gave me an inpatient look.

"I'm not here to see your body," he hissed out. "You're hurt."

"I'm fine," I said quickly.

I didn't have time to react when he grabbed the towel from me, allowing it to drop onto the floor.

I gulped when he stepped closer to me, his hands on my waist as he sank to his knees.

"I'm fine-" I muttered out again, "I don't need your help."

He inspected the wound, his slender fingers trailing along the side of my body.

"You're not fine Aliyah, let me help you."