Chapter 25 She's Hiding

Alyssa Rusoo's POV

I grab the knife slowly, hoping he’ll focus on where my breath is trailing over his chest, and not on the lightness at his side.

It works.

The knife is cold in my hand. It’s sharp too. I don’t really care about cutting myself on it, because if this goes the way that I want it to, a little cut is the least of my worries.

Step three.

Now, I need some room to maneuver.

I need to get out from underneath him, because if I stab him from this angle, he’s going to be in a position to either fall on me or use his hands to strangle me.

I tuck the knife underneath my back, arching my breasts up. His eyes glue to them, and I know that he can see my nipples through the thin fabric.

My heart is pounding. I hope that he thinks it’s from excitement.

And not from absolute and total terror.

“If I need to forget… him,” I say, biting my lip and looking up at him through my lashes. “We should do something I never did with him.”

His eyes flare with lust. “Oh? And what’s that then?”

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