Chapter 32. Being Possessive

Lorraine

"We meet again." His eerie voice resonated from the car, followed by his grim smile that made my skin crawl.

I dropped my hand and staggered backward, my lips widely parted. I thought I was already drooling.

"What are you doing here, Liam?" I asked, my voice shaky with fear.

This man was dangerous. He tried to take advantage of me together with Blake. I quickly took a peek into the car and released a sigh, relieved that Blake wasn't in the car with him.

He donned a pair of black shades even though it was no longer sunny and stepped out of the car, heading towards me. I put a small distance between us and held tightly to my bag.

Oh, my shoes. It wouldn't allow me to run if I had to.

"You don't look so happy to see me, Lorraine. Why is it so?" He flashed his ugly set of teeth that were dented probably by the cigarettes he took or whatever thing he smoked.

I clenched my fist and counted slowly to ten. This helped me mask