Until You Break

"Look at me, Sweetheart," he raises my chin to bring my faze to his, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?" I hiss through my teeth, "I have nothing you could possibly want and I have done nothing to you."

His hand goes around my throat as he presses me farther into the wall.

"That is where you are wrong," he presses his body to mine, and I can feel his hard on, "you do something to me every time I see you."

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I don't own any of The Boys characters, only my own.