My Possessive Billionaire
"Let me go Tom." I demand. His cool hand grips tighter on my wrist and he looks menacingly at me. "How can I let you go? Don't you understand what you mean to me?" He growls. "What do you want from?" I hiss. "I don't want anything from you, I only want you." He says pushing me against the walls. Liz Martins and Tom Bl...