I look up at him, his green eyes hungry with lust, blood clinging to his shirt.
"I don't think you understand Kate." He takes a step closer to me and grabs my chin softly.
"I would do anything you ask me to." I would almost be touched if I didn't k...
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"I want to meet your parents." Daniel says as he finishes up dinner. I flip a page in my book, ignoring him. "Kate, I said I-"
"I know what you said, the answer is no, you should already know that." I hear some clanging from the kitchen and then footsteps walking up to me.
"It wasn't a question." I put my book down and he hands me a plate of food with a cup of water before sitting down on the couch next to me.
"I don't care if it's a question or not, you're not meeting them." I snap as I eye the pasta skeptically and smell it.
"I didn't poison it, if that's what you're thinking." I look up at him and roll my eyes. "Eat." He gestures to the food. I spin the pasta around my fork and shove a big bite in my mouth.
"Aphie?" I say with a full mouth, glaring at him.
"If you mean to say 'happy' then yes, I am." He takes a much smaller bite than I took and speaks again. "Fine, if you don't want me to meet your family then you can meet mine."
I shake my head. "Isn't your family dead?" He winces at my unsympathetic tone. "I guess I should have worded that differently. I meant, I want you to meet my brother."
Does he actually think I'd say yes to that? I don't even want to be near him so what makes him think I'd want to be near his brother. His brother is probably crazy too. Like hell I'd meet him.
"You're meeting him." He looks over at my disgusted face. "You're meeting him Kate, you don't have a choice in this."
Fuck this. He can't just order me around and expect me to be okay with it!
"I do have a choice actually, my choice is to never do anything you want me to. Why the fuck would I ever listen to you?" I stand up from my seat and look down at him.
"You're just a fucking psychopath who thinks you can do whatever you want with me, well news flash, you can't. Im not your fucking toy that you can play with whenever you want, you don't own me! I mean, how desperate are you? Can you not get girls unless you force them? Aw poor little Daniel, all alone, resorting to violence so he can get his dick wet." I seethe through my teeth.
As much as I'd love to bask in my confidence, I want to cower, because the look on his face is absolutely petrifying.
I'm done for.
He's going to kill me.
"Kate." He says in a warning tone. He stands up and towers over me. I refuse to look at his face. I don't even want to know what what's going to happen next.
"Look at me." No. No, I don't want to look at him. I keep my head down. I should have kept my mouth shut.
"Kate." He grabs my chin firmly, forcing me to look at him. "I never wanted to own you, just to love you." I shook my head and tried to distance myself from him but he grabbed my arms and held me in place.
