Chapter 37 Hickeys

"What did I think?" Dante asked and grabbed her hair all of a sudden then pulled it to the back in a very hard way. His eyes on her neck.

"Did you think I was joking when I said you are mine?" there was danger in his eyes as he said these words.

She winced in pain cause she felt like her hair was about to be pluck off her head, "Please, stop hurting me."

"You deserve to die you promiscuous woma