Chapter 15

My eyebrows furrowed. “Why would you kill me?”

“You don’t understand.”

Fucky, this is him again I don’t understand. How can I understand if he doesn’t say?

I crossed my arms. “I really don’t understand because what you said has two meanings, you’ll kill me with a bite or you’ll kill me with relish.” I would rather have him kill me with gusto than bite, both bloody, both death ends, I would rather die face to face than not.

He glared at me. I stared at him. “Which of the two? Literally or metaphorically?”

I sighed when I felt his cold hand on my waist, he pulled me closer to him. My palm is on its chest. I tried to lift my head even though I was standing still. The two of us met eye to eye.

He leaned closer to my right ear. “Both,” He whispered sexily.

Our eyes met. I swallowed hard. His eyes turned red. Then I noticed that it was night when I avoided looking at him. His stare was exhausting, both my knees were soft and stiff. I can’t even lo