Grace Conner looked at the man that was slowly inching towards her in the dark of the night. He was none other than her step - brother, Adam.The room was dark, but even in this darkness she could see the malice and lust in his eyes. It was as if she could sense it.She had to get out of here, she has been avoiding him, from the moment he came from London. She didn't wanted to have anything with him, but unfortunately for her, Adam's perverted eyes had been on her since they were teens and she was brought to the Mansion after her mother's sudden death.He was drunk, the occasional stumbles and unsteady steps gave it away. She could've see his face but the movements of his shadow helped.But she knew, that even if he was drunk, his about 6 fit tall stature body with packed muscles would easily catch her.She couldn't resist or fight him physically, she had to use her mind.Her hand found the glass jug beside her bed.It was old but heavy, she could just hit him with enough force for
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