Only One - 5. An Angel

Alysse's POV

It's none other then my mate Sebastian.

He turned back and the door was closed automatically.  He's in his boxers. His eight pack abs and toned chest was a sight to see. Instead of pleasure, all I feel is fear.

So, here I was standing in the middle of the room with trembling hands, as he walks towards me. His fingers grazing my face, neck as I gulped.

"You are a beauty, aren't you excited?" He asked.

How do you feel if you are in my shoes? I thought angrily.

I defiantly looked away, and clenched my teeth at him. What I hadn't expected though, was a rough hand grabbing my hair and forcing me to look into the deep eyes of the man who is supposed to be keeping me safe.

"When I ask you something you will answer me. Is that clear?" He ordered her. I looked into his eyes with a lot of hatred,  refusing to let him treat me this way.

"No. I am not your slave."

"You bitch!" He slapped me hard