Chapter 29. Marcel's Kitten

My body hit the pavement. My head bounced off the ground and my arm burned from a scrape caused by the fall.

“Oh my gosh,” I gasped.

Riven left a scratch on my abdomen. Blood stained my pink uniform and fire danced on the wound.

“Paris!” Marcel yelled.

He left the car idling and stormed towards me with red blazing eyes. I glanced at the restaurant for witnesses but it was quiet.

“So help me someone’s going to fucking die!”

“Marcel, I’m hurt.”

He stopped and stared at me. He noticed the blood stain and his eyes returned to normal. He picked me off the ground and carried me to the car. He didn’t care who watched. He placed me in the passenger seat and brought the car to life.

I trembled terribly as the car zoomed out of the parking lot. I brought my legs to my chest and shivered.

“I’m going to kill him,” Marcel mumbled.

It felt like my body was betraying me. My limbs were going cold and my mind seemed to be lea