Pavk council meeting

JEZEBEL’S POV

“Good. A face-lock.” He uttered as he stared at the phone, and began to walk up to me.

“No. No. Don’t do this.” I spoke, shaking my head as he walked up to me.

But then, he held my head firmly, without seeming violent, and all, and the phone unlocked, then he let my head free.

“Let go of my phone! Let go!” I yelled at him, feeling rage, build up from inside me.

But then, he didn’t say a word as he walked up to the bed, and sat as he scrolled through the messages. I was doomed.

I could see how his facial expression changed from being curious to one of rage. Before I could make out what was happening in his head, he rose to his feet, and dashed towards me. He raised me to my feet, and pinned my throat to the wall.

“How could you do this to me, despite all that I have done to you!” Max growled at me, with rage, clearly seen in his eyes.

My heart was thumping hard and loud that I thought it was going to beat out of my mouth. It was even challenging to gulp down my saliva at