Chapter 11

Zoe couldn’t believe her eyes as she struggled to release herself from Avery’s grasp. The look in his eyes screamed danger and if she didn’t do anything about it, he was going to kill her.

“Let go, you are hurting me.” She pleaded with him, her eyes becoming teary due to fear and the feeling of getting strangled to death.

She tried her best to search for anything to use against him on the bed, but couldn’t find any. Even the pillows were far from her and by the way, what would she be using the pillow for?

“Let go, Avery.” She pleaded again, closing her eyes from the pain and terror.

“Who the hell are you? and why are you in my room?” He asked her.

Who was she? She wondered. This was the same question he had asked her at the party, only that this time, his voice wasn’t flirty. This voice was dangerous and it belonged to a dangerous man.

“I am your wife, Avery.” Zoe replied, freeing herself from her thoughts and concentrating on the situation at hand. “I am your wife, please let me go.”