She snapped at him, shoulders rising and falling in heavy breathing. "Don't you ever touch me again, or come close to me. Don't you ever! Psycho!"
She turned and began to hurry her steps towards the door to leave the place. All the while she was fidgeting for her phone. She grabbed it and the first number she tried to dial was Zayne—
"Make that call and none of this night will be funny, Evelyn."
His voice brought her to a stop and she slowly turned to look at him. "What…?"
Valerio now stood, head tilted to the side and the cruelest smile on his face. "Behind you."
Evelyn quickly turned, horrified at the two broody men who stood behind her. When they'd gotten there, she didn't know, but they were armed.
"If you'd just acted like a good girl and accepted me, I wouldn't have had to resort to this. I can only tolerate the push and pull game for so long, you know. This is all your fault."
She took a step back, tried to run, but the two men grabbed her, pulling her right back.
