"I don't think you want your whole neighbourhood to see what is going inside the car." Ryan purrs in my ear.
His eyes glow with an evil glint that sends a shiver down my spine as he sneers, "Or do you?"
I panic and look at the source of my fear, whe...
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Emara Stone
My stomach drops as I see the bad news walking towards me that Ana had warned me to stay away from.
Ryan Damison.
My heart does a backflip as I watch him striding towards me, exuding predator vibes with his gang trailing behind him like a pack of obedient wolves.
Their swagger is straight out of a bad boys movie.
My breath hikes, not just from fear but from something stupid like the excitement of danger approaching me.
I slowly stand up, dusting my ass as Ryan casually closes the distance between us, like he knows I am not going to run away.
And even if I did, he would hunt me down easily.
Oh my god! What should I do?
I swallow hard, and try not to faint as he glares at me like a goddamn alpha wolf and I am his next meal.
He stops right in front of me, towering over me in his 6 feet Bhuj Khalifa height. Sweet Baby Jesus!
I swear I forget how to breathe as his whiskey brown eyes narrow down at me with the kind of stare that makes your soul pack its bags and leave your body.
"Next time, if I see you on the road.." His deep, murderous voice glides through me, slicing right through my sanity as he declares,
"I will run you over with my car."
My lungs do a dreadful gasp, while the guys around him burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Ryan lowers his face towards me and my god in heavens above! He has the most spotless and flawless skin I have ever seen.
It's like he has been bathing in mermaid tears.
His eyebrows are thick like caterpillars, with deadly hooded eyes, a sharp nose and just kissed swollen pink lips.
I have never seen a man as beautiful as him!
"And then.. I'll hit the brakes, just to check up on you." His voice drops to a sensual malice.
Huh, really? How caring!
"And if by some miracle you manage to stand up." He pauses, and so does my heart. "I'll reverse my car and run over you again."
What the hell!
I blink at him, too stunned to reply while they all laugh at me ridiculously, like they are in some Stand-up bullying show.
"Got it, faggot?" Ryan growls at me, and I flinch back in fear like a deer who just heard a hunter load his rifle.
"Yeah." My voice tiny like my height in front of these intimidating wild animals.
