Page 141 of Fatality

I’m not staying. I’ll never stay with him again, and I sure as hell won’t play house with his gang like I’m on vacation just to fix a fucking car.

Not happening.

“I don’t owe you shit,” I spit, letting the saliva hit the floor in a gesture of pure defiance. “You deserved everything that happened to you. You started this!”

“Yes,” His hands moves to each side of my hips, caging me in “And believe me, there is not a minute that passes since I met you that I don’t regret it.”

He pauses, his eyes hardening in something I don’t understand.

“You are fixing my car,” he orders “You are staying until then, I don’t like it either.”

One of his hands comes up, his knuckles brushing roughly against my lips.

I pat the desk's surface until my hand closes around something.

In one swift motion, I drive it forward.

Only then do I realize it's a screwdriver.

The tip barely sinks into his shoulder before his hand shoots out, wrapping around mine and stopping the motion cold.

My eyes widen.

“So,” His voice drops into something almost intimate. “That's how it is? You want to stab me?”

Before I can answer, he closes his hand over mine and slowly forces the screwdriver deeper into his own shoulder.

His expression never changes. He doesn't even flinch.

What is wrong with him?

This man is not normal, and I know I am not either, but this is beyond any normal people.

For a second, I can’t speak, I’m too shocked.

My pulse pounds wildly beneath his hand. There’s no way he doesn’t feel it.

“H-How?” I stutter.

“Mods.”

He is so close that I see flecks of gold-brown around his pupils, swallowed by the green consuming the rest of his irises.

He releases me abruptly and steps back.

He grabs the screwdriver, yanks it free, and tosses it aside.

Still completely unfazed.

“You can run, Riven.” He gestures to his office’s door “You’ve got nowhere to go. No way out. Go ahead, see how far you get before I send one of mine to drag you back.”

His voice drops, low and dangerous.

“And believe me, they’re a lot less interested in your defiance than I am.”

I sidestep him and sprint for the door.

I’m getting the fuck out.