It wasnât long before I recognized the person to my master; Jim. He didnât wait to hear me out or give
me a chance. I found him letting go of my bag once he had leveled us together and started dragging
me with him.
âLet me go, I can walk on my own,â I was trying to free myself but it wasnât possible when his hand was
beginning to be a part of my skin. I swear he had glued his hand over my skin.
He remained silent but kept hyperventilating this entire time.
After he had dragged me to the rooftop again, he pushed me away so that he can lock the door this
time. The fear of what I might deal with today was giving me shivers down my spine. If those three had
wait ed for me, I would have escaped to the room with them but they never cared about me.
All they care about is themselves and their jealousy. So quick to get riled up whenever they see me
with my other mate but are never available to shield me, protect me or accept me.
âLetâs finish this today, shall we?â he muttered, anger was hiding behind his smirk as he belt.