Chapter Twenty-Eight: His dark side

Stepping out of the closet the clock on her nightstand read past midnight and Serenity felt the exhaustion of the day set in. 

All she wanted was to cuddle under the covers and forget the world existed, but just as she took another step in that direction she felt a rough hand close around her mouth, muffling the scream that bubbled in her throat. A large body trapped her against the wall and Serenity’s eyes widened in terror. 

‘This is it, my nine lives have run out.’ The thought invaded her mind as the man’s breath fanned her face, he smelled faintly of whiskey and musk. 

There was something familiar about it and Serenity chanced a look at his eyes, they were hardly visible in the pitch d