Chapter 133

Crap, crap, was he seriously thinking of forcing himself on her? It wasn't until now that Anna realized—this guy was definitely not someone to mess with. Instinctively, she turned to run, only to bitterly remember she'd locked the damn door herself. The more anxious she got, the more the doorknob felt like it was mocking her—she twisted and yanked, but it wouldn't budge. And by that point, Julian had already stepped right up to her. He grabbed her arm and backed her straight into the corner of the wall. His warm breath brushed over her bare shoulder, and his arm, locking tightly around her waist, felt more like a silent claim than anything else. Anna trembled, thoroughly freaked out he might actually lose it and do something crazy right here. Swallowing hard, she tried to warn him, her voice shaky, "D-Don't try anything… I swear I'll scream." "Scream?" Julian chuckled, amused. "You really wanna let your mom walk in and see the two of us like this?" "Anna? Julian? Where'd you guys go?"