“I’ll show you how I fight like a lady.”
He shoves me back against the desk, so I knee him in the balls. “Oompf.”
He bends over, so I shove him aside.
Fuck this, I didn’t account for him being here, and I’m not staying one second longer.
Suddenly, he grabs my coat and stops me in my tracks, then wraps his arm around my throat to put me in a chokehold.
“Leaving so soon?” he growls.
I can’t fucking breathe with his arm around my neck, so I stomp him in the side. He’s relentless as he pushes me forward and slams me into the wall, knocking the remaining air right out of my lungs.
“And I thought we were finally getting acquainted with one another.”
I suck in some oxygen through my teeth. “Fuck. You.”
“You have a thing for men who can’t say no to you, don’t you?” he murmurs as he leans in, pressing himself up against me so I can’t escape.
“And you seem to have a thing for women you can’t control,” I hiss back, feeling his hard-on grow against my back. “Even now, you’ve got a hard-on.”
“I don’t take kindly to being stalked,” he whispers in my ear. “And you will pay for what you did, one way or another.”
One way or another? Is he threatening me?
I scratch at his arms until I slice off a piece of his skin with my nails alone, and he groans in pain and finally releases me. Iswiftly pull a new knife out of my boot and thrust it at him, but he catches the blade with his bare fucking hand.
“Are you insane?” I growl, watching the blood ripple down his precious fucking hands.
“It takes insanity to best immorality.” He pushes it back so far I’m forced to lean sideways. Out of nowhere, he pulls out a pocket knife and swipes it at me.
The cut in my abdomen goes deep. Gnarly. I groan in pain.
A vicious smirk slowly spreads on his face, and it’s the most beautiful thing in the world, but I still can’t let him win this fight.
I grab his baton and knock it into his crotch to distract him long enough to shove him away. I make a run for it, but he grabs my arm and smacks my back against the wall so harshly it knocks all the air out of my lungs. He thrusts a knife right beside my arm, cutting into my flesh, and I yelp in pain.
“Oh no, you don’t!” he growls.
Fuck, I didn’t think he had it in him to actually attack me, but I guess I was wrong.
His fingers lock underneath my balaclava, and he tears it clean off.
It’s silent for a few seconds, while we both stare like we’re seeing each other for the very first time.
His lips part.
He’s seen me.
Oh fuck.
Atreus
My lips part. “It’s you.”
The words come out in a single bated breath as I’m completely stunned.
It’s her.
