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“I know how you can make it up to me.” He says, giving me a suggestive smile. “How about we get out of–”
At the same time a brutal hand grips my arm and yanks me against a hard body, a fist comes flying above my shoulder and cracks against Jeremy’s jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor.
I don’t need to turn around to know who’s hands are on me because the one touch is enough to send flames of desire coursing through my body and heat pooling in my lower belly.
There's only one person who has my body reacting that way.
20.
20.
Bellamy
Rogue lets me go the second I’m out of Jeremy’s grasp and stalks over to where he’s now laying prone on the floor.
Rogue's body is shaking with rage as he looms over him. The position is domineering and insulting, a not so subtle reminder of who's got the power between the two of them. Bending over him, he clutches Jeremy's collar and uses the leverage to punch him again.
Jeremy's face snaps to the side with a terrifying sound.
“Rogue!” I scream. He doesn’t or won’t hear me.
His fist comes down a third time, the sound of knuckles on bone sickening. He’s completely out of control, the fury corroding through his other emotions and taking over. I’m afraid he’s really going to hurt him. “Stop!”
He grabs the lapels of Jeremy’s jacket and yanks him up so he’s inches from his face. “If you ever touch her again,” He pauses, a frightening laugh that chills me to my bones leaving his lips. “I’ll skin you alive. And I’ll make sure you’re conscious the entire time I do it.”
Jeremy nods frantically. “I-I’m sorry.” Rogue punches him again.
“Rogue, stop!” I cry out. “Please, you’ll hurt him.”
That gets his attention.
His head snaps to the side as he cuts me a murderous glance, his pupils completely dilated. He stills holds Jeremy up by his lapels, the man in question laying stock still so as not to bring any unwarranted attention to himself.
“I absolutely want to hurt him, Bellamy. I might even fucking kill him for putting his hands on you.”
“I’m not yours, Rogue. He can touch me if I want him too.”
“Can he?” Rogue asks with deathly calm, the question seemingly innocent on the surface. But I can hear the lethal subtext. He drops Jeremy to the ground as he turns towards me, his dangerous attention now entirely fixed on me.
It’s like I just whistled to get the beast away from my friend but now it’s about to charge towards me.
“Leave.”
I take a step back, wanting nothing more than to run away, when his voice cuts in again.
“Not you.” He flicks a vicious glare in Jeremy’s direction. “Leave before I change my mind.”
Jeremy doesn’t need to be told again, he scrambles to his feet and runs out. Blood drips from a cut on his face and lands at my feet. My gaze is locked on it.
“Repeat what you said.”
I look up at him, slowly. I’m alone with a deadly predator in a dark hallway.
“You heard me.”
He takes raptorial steps towards me, his body wound tight with clear tension. His muscles ripple below his shirt as he crosses his arm in his approach, the picture of affected nonchalance.
“I want you to say it again.”
