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However, Benedict’s armon was too threatening for Janelle to ignore. His prip slowly tightened around her neck, and an invisible pressure closed in
around them
Janelle could barely breathe in such a cramped space. She repeatedly hit his arm in a panic and blurted, “F–Fine. I’ll tell you hind, let me go.. Tcan’t
breathe…”
She forced out a single tear, and only then did the pressure on her neck ease.
The moment Benedict lowered his hand, she summoned every last ounce of strength, far beyond her limit, and shoved him away. Then, she turned and
bolted for the door.
her shoulder tighten as her hand touched the doorknol. She was yanked backward with such force
Barely a second had passed, and she felt the fabric on her sh
that she lost balance and fell straight into his arms:
The crisp scent of his fragrance filled her senses, disrupting her thoughts.
In her panic, Janelle turned her head. But instead of avoiding him, she stumbled slightly, and their faces came too close, their lips brushing against each other.
Their eyes locked, and the air seemed to freeze
Both of them were stunned, staring at each other in shock. She was the first to snap out of it, shoving him away and raising her fist to land a solid punch on his cheek.
A dull thud rang in the air.
“You did that on purpose, you freaking pervert!”
Benedict staggered back from her punch, then locked over a glass of water o long time, he remained completely stil
His head lowered, shadows falling over his exquisite features.
Janello couldn’t make out his expression, but his motionless stance
“Hey. What happened to you?”
on the table with a loud crash. The sound echoed through the room, but for a
made him seem almost frightening
It wasn’t like she had hit his head and caused something to come loose. It was just a punch across his face. “Are you hurt?
She skeptically reached out, but before she could touch him, Benedict roared at her,
“Scram
Startled, Janelle Instinctively looked up and saw something indescribable
parts sickness, and the rost was just pure self–control
His originally dark eyes were now tinted with a bloody red–three parts madness, four part
That… wasn’t right
She retreated two steps back, instinctively trying to flee, but her footsteps faltered. Struck by a thought, she turned around and asked, “Are you…. having an episode? Do you need me to check on you?”
The veins hulging on Benedict’s forehead showed just how hard he was holding himself back
Something had gone wrong right before her eyes, and if anything happened to him after she left, she would feel guilty.
As soon as Janelle moved forward, Benedict suddenly lifted his head, his breath heavy with anger as he shouted, “Didn’t you hear me? I said scram! Are you waiting for me to change my mind?”
of these episodes, things could get dangerously out of hand.
He was indeed having an episode. He knew his body well. Once he lost control during one After being lashed our at time and again, Janelle no longer suppressed her temper. She huffed and mocked, “You think you’re some hotcake? I can go on with my day without saving you just fin
She turned around, dead set on leaving, yet her hand was seized once again,
“What are you-
line! Now,
goodbye.”
with Benedict. Her words were stuck in her throat as she met his dangerous pare, v
which was teetering on f
on the brink of
Janelle turned and locked eyes with eruption.
Jake hark my word, Ms. Moore.”
Chapter 28
