— Don’t even come near me! — I clench my fists and stare straight at the hated rich boy.
— And what will happen? — he smirks.
— You’ll see!
With one elusive movement, he’s suddenly beside me and grips my chin tightly.
— You won’t wriggle out of me, doll.
I bend my knee.
— Bet it’ll hurt?
— You’ll be the one who hurts— — a short, throaty laugh, — when I leave you.
❃❃❃❃❃❃
Arthur Uvarov set his sights on me. He won’t let me breathe, he stalks me everywhere. But I understand that we live in different worlds, and nothing good can come from our relationship.
And exactly! The very first collision ends in tragedy.
But Arthur doesn’t give up, and a year later we meet again…