“Help comes at a price,” the man forces me to press against the wall.
“Didn’t you say that I don’t interest you?” I remind him, feeling how sticky fear tightens around my entire body.
He smirks again, shaking his head.
“Now you’re my debtor, Snowflake, and you’ll do what I want…”
Running from the guy who betrayed me, I ended up in a dark forest and fell into the hands of a harsh man. He is merciless and mysterious. And I want to touch his muscles—muscles he doesn’t even try to hide…