Twice a Wish

Our gazes locked.

His savagery poured gasoline on my fear and struck a match.

I shivered with realisation of what I’d done.

Sully Sinclair no longer had any control.

And that meant very bad things would happen.

Very bad things would happen to me.

“Run, Eleanor.” His voice slipped past feral and straight to barbarian as he growled, “Run. Run. Fucking run!”

His anger didn’t make me obey…it was his desperation.

He dropped the shields from his gaze and allowed me to see how truly terrified he was. How much he didn’t want to hurt me. “Please…Jinx.” His voice vanished to a tortured whisper. “Run…”

“I’m-I’m sorry.”

He shook his head, curling in on himself, his hand still locked around his cock.

With a final look at the broken beast before me, I ran.