
He laces his fingers into my hair and gently tugs me in, his powerful hand threaded into the wet strands. I whimper, from fear more so than pain. It doesn't hurt. But each word is enunciated as he warns, "Do. Not. Ever. Steal. From. Me. Again." Corliss...

He laces his fingers into my hair and gently tugs me in, his powerful hand threaded into the wet strands. I whimper, from fear more so than pain. It doesn't hurt. But each word is enunciated as he warns, "Do. Not. Ever. Steal. From. Me. Again." Corliss Bell would...